How My Heart Was Won

September 6, 2010

How My Heart Was Won

How my beloved loves me; let me count the ways.
He knows my every thought, unbearable hurts, bitter disappointments, burning desires, imperfect faults, regrettable mistakes, shameful sins, and all cries of my heart. How can I tell you the one way my heart was won by Him?
Since nothing escapes my love, I will share one way here how He has won my heart. With a simple question – What’s the matter? Yes, with that question he won my heart, all over again, and continues to renew my spirit, and my fervent love for Him.
It seems like a common everyday question, and it is; however when he asks, he already knows what is troubling me, and it is his intended purpose to reveal to me what is disconcerting.
The first time he asked me that question I came to a “sudden peace”, much like calm in the storm, or I can imagine, being in the eye of a hurricane. I have had that feeling before, but it was false and induced by strong medication, and I knew it. When He induced it, it was real and perfect peace, despite the fact that I indeed was in the middle of what can be called a life crisis, or breakdown.
When I say in the middle, it had been an ongoing experience for several months. And, when most would have sought counseling from both spiritual and secular sources, I had learned long ago to fast and pray. It is no easy out, that way, but it was the way he had chosen for me, because it was what I needed; I needed Him; the friend that sticks closer than a brother.
Getting back to that moment he first asked me what was the matter – which sudden perfect peace came over me, a relief I had not felt for months. Abrupt and sure, he had my full attention. I am sure the woman at the well, the woman caught in adultery experienced the peace I am trying to explain to you too. Have I succeeded, do you have sense of the peace I felt? Maybe, you too, have had this experience.
Good, I hope I have, because the next thing He said goes even deeper. He said to my spirit that no one had ever asked me that question before and that was what the matter was. I released much in utterances’ and groans that only the Sprit could know, understand, and induce.
As I come to understandings of troubling experiences in my life that have caused my heart’s cry to be heard by Him, he has revealed many things that was the matter, and continues to heal, and soothe; winning my heart over again and again.

His Way

July 22, 2010

In 1990, I made a decision to follow Jesus; this event can be compared to another decision I had made earlier: I accepted my free gift of salvation in 1983. I bring up the comparison of the two conclusions for the sake of contrast. In my journey with the Lord it has been a walk of progressively deepening levels, and should be noted.
Recently, I was reminded by the Holy Spirit about this decision I made in 1990. Holidays are difficult for me. In November last year, on Thanksgiving Day, I again was experiencing another thorny family gathering. I wanted to go into a depression and feel sorry for myself. I began to reason that it has been many, many years, and still my life is in such pieces. I began to think about how I had arrived to this place. I began to think I had caused this pain in my life, and it was just about this time that I was reminded by the Holy Spirit that I was not at this place in my life because of my will, no rather, I was obedient to the will of the Lord, I had made the decision to follow Him and forsake a husband who had made his own choice to follow after his desires. At this point I am sure many enquiring minds want to know, however, it is not the focus of this writing to dwell into the particulars except to say that sometimes a spouse defiles a marriage to the point of releasing a believer from that “marriage” . My decision was to go into another direction; I desired to honor the creator of marriage.
How did the Holy Spirit remind me that the decision was not mine an act of my will but an act of a desire to honor the Lord and my relationship with me? Well, He just said in my spirit” It was not your decision!” Oh, yeah, I thought, that’s right. As you might be able to understand this was so freeing. I was no longer depressed and joyful that I had followed after the leading of my Lord; He was and is with me; I am on the “right” path after all.
As is usually the pattern with me and the Lord a Scripture or two soon confirmed the hearing of His voice with resounding reassurance; it is my prayer that you are blessed by it:
If you refuse to take up your cross and follow me, you are not worthy of being mine. 39 If you cling to your life, you will lose it; but if you give it up for me, you will find it
Matthew 10:38; 39~

Holy Encounter

June 21, 2010

For there shall arise false Christs, and false prophets, and shall shew great signs and wonders; insomuch that, if it were possible, they shall deceive the very elect. Matthew 24:24

The Lord gave me some great ideas for blogging the other evening while I lay in bed waiting for sleep to come. He even gave me the tile of this blog. I love this because as a college student, I frequently suffered from the dreaded “writer’s block”. The ideas, on the other hand were coming fast and furious that night; so much so, that I thought to myself about getting some kind of recording device so I could remember them all. Ha! The Lord (of course) heard that thought, and He graciously responded by reminding me of a bummer sticker; (as a memory mechanism that was similar to the tile he gave this blog) it use to be on a great many car bumpers and windshields’ back in the 1980’s Does anyone out there remember this one: “Marriage Encounter”?
Perhaps at this point, I have lost the majority of you, but I am sure some of my readers remember this popular movement through the Catholic Church. The point is this: the Lord brought this to my memory AFTER he gave me the tile for this blog: “Holy Encounter”. And, as this is the subject of this essay, it is also a clear demonstration of a holy encounter, and the voice of the Lord, of which I am intimately familiar.
Ah, but I am getting off track a bit. As I was saying, the Lord was relating to me many blog ideas to share with you all. The time has come in my life where I am to share parts of my personal relationship with the Lord in theses blogs; and I never thought that I would be called to share them! So, as you can imagine it will be super easy to write them, because it is something I know quite well.
This now brings me to our Scripture. The deceiver, Satan, and his cohorts will try to trick us believers, the elect. They copy, as well as they can, the work of the Holy Spirit. We are warned, and rightly so, about their powers of deception. But there is that sandwiched clause in Matthew 24:24 “if it were possible” that the Lord has directed me to share specifically with you.
If we have a holy encounter, then the unholy will be seen for what it is. Of all the authority that is available to principalities and powers, to the rulers of darkness in this world and in high places, to the spiritual wickedness that we wrestle with on a daily basis it is no match for what we the elect have. A loving intimate relationship with the Lord and it is off limits to them! Furthermore, these evil personalities’ powers are incapable of mimicking or even understand the dynamics of our relationship with Jesus. They have no idea of what our thoughts are, or better yet, His thoughts towards us.
As I mentioned earlier, the Lord reminded me of the popular marriage counseling movement of the 1980’s, and just as a husband and wife have a relationship that cannot be invaded by a “phony” spouse. We, who have a personal relationship with the Lord through a born again experience, cannot be deceived by a “phony” spirit, it is not impossible.
There is a big “If” here. Is it possible for you to be fooled by a deceiving spirit?
Wherefore the rather, brethren, give diligence to make your calling and election sure: for if ye do these things, ye shall never fall: for so an entrance shall be ministered unto you abundantly into the everlasting kingdom of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. 2 Peter 1:10;11

The Fearful and unbelieving

May 21, 2010

The Fearful and Unbelieving

For a long time I lived in fear. I was afraid that God could not love me, because I had sinned so badly. I had been a Christian since I was a young adult. I accepted God and I knew I was saved, forgiven, and on my way to heaven. But it didn’t take too long, and I was back into doing what I wanted. Lordship was something I didn’t want. I was saved and I was happy. I was backslidden, but saved. I was on my way to living an unbalanced Christian life that caused me to be unstable in my faith.
A few years passed with me living my life the way I chose until one day I found myself in Christian counseling. I just couldn’t believe I was forgiven. I had done too many bad things as a believer, living my own life without Christ as my Lord. Every week I would go talk with a pastor, because I was sure that I had committed the unpardonable sin. I tried to go to church and read my Bible. I thought the Christians at church knew how bad I was; when I read the Bible, I could only see the Scriptures that convicted me. I was fearful and I was unbelieving.
I didn’t believe God. I didn’t believe His Word. I was afraid of what people thought of me; I didn’t know it at the time, but I have come to understand that I was sinning as a result of my fearfulness and unbelief. In my sin, I was denying the Holy Spirit’s work in me. In effect, I was choosing a lie, and denying the Truth ; I was denying Jesus. God has some strong words that, to this day, convict me. As I read this Scripture it seems to go from a gradual descent to a quick drop off, and that caught my attention as He classifies paralyzing fear and unbelief with the sins that separate good from evil, and holy from the profane and unholy.

But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death. Revelation 21:8
To let fear grab you and keep you is the way of death, and there is no life in you. The Holy Spirit always convicts me of fear that rises in my heart, my soul, and especially my spirit. This is a tremendous blessing to me, as one who was once paralyzed by fear; I am now free from its false hold. I know to whom I belong.
I began to meditate on this work of Holy Spirit in my life recently. A Scripture I was drawn to during my study time sparked my meditation on what the Lord has spoken to me about fear and how the Holy Spirit always convicts me of unbelief. I instantly put it on a page I have that I use to tweet. I began to tweet it; almost every time I tweet it, it is retweeted, and many times at that. This is the Scripture:
Fearing people is a dangerous trap, but to trust the Lord means safety. Proverbs 29:25
As I minister to others and pray over their requests, many times I find the common thread of fear. Many times I find in their request the underlying voice of the fearful and unbelieving. If God has said he will provide for our daily needs, he will. If God has said he will heal you, he will. If God has said he loves us, he does. If God has said he will protect you, he will. If God has said he cares for us, he does. Does that mean that our journey here on earth will be free from physical desires, material wishes, or dangerous circumstances? No, it simply means what he says. To be a believer is to be one who trusts God and has faith that nothing we fear will have any power over us. Nothing. God’s word is clear. The trusting and faithful have their place with their loving Father, the trusting and faithful have their names written in the book of life. Ultimately, the trusting and the faithful will one day see their King face to face; they will see their king rule.
And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. And he that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things new. And he said unto me, Write: for these words are true and faithful. And he said unto me, It is done. I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely. He that overcometh shall inherit all things; and I will be his God, and he shall be my son. Revelation 21:4-7

Warriors’ Cry

April 17, 2010

Warriors’ Cry

On Easter day this year I received a phone call from my brother who lives in a neighboring state. My brother has been reaching out to me because he knows I love the Lord, and I have been praying for my brother, since his wife has made accusations against him that has caused him to become virtually homeless (he is living with our mother) and without being at home with their five- year old son. He has strict visitation rights that are manipulated, very deceitfully, by his wife.( Don’t get me wrong, my bother has some serious faults, but none that warrant the path his wife has chosen to take. It is clear that her motives are fueled by greed and control.) This situation of divorce procedures has been going on for 15 months now, and the escalation of court imposed restrictions has crippled my brother in every way possible. (And, his wife has even made it impossible for him to attend the church they once attended together as a family)
On Easter he shared with me many things that have been taken place and I knew immediately in my spirit that he was in grave danger. (The attack on my family has been ongoing since the day of its conception, and is too extensive to share here, but you would be hard pressed to not understand my choice of the words “grave danger” if you knew what I know. I am well aware of the battle in the spirit according to Ephesians 6:12
I sent out a warriors’ cry on Twitter. I asked for prayer for my brother; the response was comforting to my uneasy spirit, and I sensed God heard our prayers. I could tell by the response also, that somehow the Spirit of the living God had grabbed the hearts of some praying, and they were now interceding on his behalf as if he were their brother! This went on for rest of the week.
A new follower, as a result of my warriors’ cry, let me know that she too was praying. The next thing I know is she had sent me a DM asking me if she could send me what she had seen while praying for my brother. I immediately sent her my email address and she sent me this:
here what I saw:
Your brother was walking in a green alley, flowers were blossoming left and right.Also trees were growing bearing all kinds of wonderful fruit.
Jesus was walking next to him,but it seemed as if your brother didn’t notice him yet. Instead he was taking some fruits and smelling the strong scent of the flowers. Eating the fruit and being surrounded by the perfume, suddenly his eyes opened and he saw Jesus right in front of him. At this moment I saw something falling of of him.Jesus said to him:MY joke is easy! And understood that he had been carrying a false yoke, that was now broken, as he was strenghened to see the Lord in such a way.
I hope this will encourage you both
:-). I will continue to pray for him, as the Lord has placed him on my heart, since that day you asked for prayer…
Blessings to you
Love,
XXXX

As you can see, this indeed is a comforting word that I embraced right away. However, if you knew my brother, it would seem not at all to make sense or even fit “him”. Knowing, nonetheless it was from the Holy Spirit, I send via a forwarded email to my sister and niece (both unbelievers, and discerning that they too would read this strange Jesus freak thing I had sent to him) asking them to forward on to Michael.
The following Friday after Easter my brother called and he was very excited. This is what he said to me, paraphrased:

You would not believe how this fit right into what is happening in my life right now. This word you sent to me from your friend that is praying for me is amazing! I am a man and normally I have nothing to do with flowers and it is so amazing that this has happened, because the only contact I have with Michael Jr right now is I am permitted to take walks with him. It has been very nice weather ever since Easter, and it is spring and there are wild flowers growing EVERYWHERE where we walk. I have been so depressed and despondent over everything and it has been going on for 15 months and things are getting worse. I am absent minded on my walks with Michael Jr, thinking about it all and I am constantly asking God where is He, why is He not helping me ect…
Michael Jr said to me, while all this is going on in my mind, “Daddy! Look at these beautiful flowers! Aren’t they so beautiful! I thought to myself, how I hadn’t even noticed the flowers and how wonderful that he gets so excited by them. And then, I read your email you had forwarded to me! Wow, this is amazing…
(There is more he said , but I can’t go into it here)

I cannot stress to you here how much our prayers are still Weeded; you can see how God has reached down by His grace and revealed himself to Michael. Our cries for help are always met by our Lord. I believe in the case of this warriors cry for help it reached those who are best described with this Scripture:
Now, the Lord is the Spirit, and wherever the Spirit of the Lord is, he gives freedom. And all of us have had that veil removed so that we can be mirrors that brightly reflect* the glory of the Lord. And as the Spirit of the Lord works within us, we become more and more like him and reflect his glory even more. ~2Corinthians 3:17; 18

How Deep is Your Mercy Oh, Lord!

March 20, 2010

How Deep is Your Mercy Oh, Lord!
One of my greatest joys of living this part of my life (the portion I am spending here on earth) is thinking about my Lord. Some days, those tough ones we all experience, it’s all that gets me through. I will recall when he called me to begin my present journey. As I ponder that call of my life, I am refreshed. It is as if I have made that decision all over again to follow Jesus. I remember promises when I pray and whisper them to my King; my faith rises and encouragement brings with it strength as I wonder on them. Sometimes, when I am meditating on something the Holy Spirit has brought to my mind, I will be reminded of something that was said to me by a pastor, minister, or another believer. God has allowed me to actually hear (in the spirit) intercessions on my behalf made to Him. And, even greater manifestations of God’s Spirit As I wonder on these things I praise, worship, pray, and sometimes proclaim them out loud, to myself, to others, in intersession, and now on Twitter or in blogs. In other words, out of me flows living water and into me flows living water like a river. And, this is so with other believers. One day as I was reading my Bible I came across this Scripture and it astounded me!
The Lord’s Promise of Mercy Then those who feared the Lord spoke with each other, and the Lord listened to what they said. In his presence, a scroll of remembrance was written to record the names of those who feared him and loved to think about him.
The very hand of God is recording the intimate moments of His relationship with me, and with all who love Him. The supernatural occurrences I experience are a reflection of God in my spiritual life; my born-again life. His promise o f mercy is continued:
“They will be my people,” says the Lord Almighty. “On the day when I act, they will be my own special treasure. I will spare them as a father spares an obedient and dutiful child. Then you will again see the difference between the righteous and the wicked, between those who serve God and those who do not. Malachi 3:16; 17; 18
Here again, the Holy Spirit inspires with a comparison between the thinking of the wicked (unbeliever) and the regenerate thinking of the believer (one covered in the blood of Jesus). Our very thoughts are regenerated (compare your old thought patterns) and are a part of the Holy Spirit. We, as believers, are transported, by the Spirit, into a realm were our voice is heard and recorded by God, causing me to proclaim: “How Deep is Your Mercy Oh, Lord”
A little like Peter, (read: Mark 9:1-10) I like to stop and pitch my tent here thinking about the great things God has done in my life. Because when I do I experience a preview of the future when I won’t have to think and ponder anymore, but be and enjoy in the full presence of Jesus.

Thoughts on Worship

March 13, 2010

Thoughts on Worship
I thought it would be interesting to begin with this potion of an article from my Ilumina Bible program I use to study the scriptures on my computer:
WHAT IS WORSHIP? Worship is paying tribute to God. Worship begins when we establish God as the highest and most important Being in our present and future lives. It is an act of the will and the heart, which manifest in physical demonstrations such as giving, praying, bowing and submitting. Worship is also a ceremony or ritual establishing the highest honor and reverence being given to God.
I think you’ll agree with me that this definition of worship is accurate. But, since I too worship the Lord, I thought it would be interesting to share my thoughts as a comparison. My thoughts have life, because they are based on my own personal experience. As you read, I encourage you to mingle your own thoughts on worship with mine and that of the three Hebrews.
To me worship is a way of life. One of the most impressionable Scriptures to me pertaining to worship is from the book of Daniel. I am always awed when I read about the three Hebrews who would not worship the golden statue. Their worship was reserved for one with whom they had a relationship. Their worship was alive. Alive because the one they worshipped was greater than they. The one they worshipped was able to save them, was able to receive their worship, and was able to create their very lives. The one they worshipped made statutes that live, and move and have being!

Hearing and Listening

February 15, 2010

Hearing and Listening
I hear a lot of thoughts and ideas here on Twitter. Twitter is a wonderful venue for expression! There’s no doubt about that. I have seen it reported on national and local news broadcasts where Twitter is touted as being the only communication avenue available during terrorists’ attacks and natural disasters. Just tonight on the local evening news, it was reported that an airline customer had a fight with the flight crew, and both were tweeting their sides! I have witnessed firsthand many causes using their Twitter accounts to promote them. I have noticed many individuals tweet about their personal troubles and needs. Some ask for prayer, anonymously through @Worldprayr, or publically for all to see and have compassion for their needs. And, of course, there are the individuals expressing personal opinions on all sorts of topics from Atheism to Zen and everything in-between!
When I first created a twitter account, I did it to follow @JohnCMaxwell. I saw him on television preaching @HourOfPower , and I loved him. I looked up his website and found that he was tweeting on Twitter. If I wanted to follow him, I had to open an account. After, I found myself wondering what to tweet. I don’t know about you, but the first thought that came to my mind was: “I must be very careful what I say here”. I slowly dipped my toe into the pool.
It wasn’t too long before I began to hear the voices. What I mean by that is, there are the ones who are calling out for help, those who are provoking, those who are admonishing, those who are exhorting, encouraging, pushing, seeking, loving, hating, helping, selling, buying, lying, those who are craving attention, recognition, validation, and those who are offering friendship, or needing company. There are a great many voices.
Usually, I can respond to those whom I wish, and other times I have those who interject themselves into my view. There are generally two ways that this may happen. First, they simply address me with a mention; I call this the aggressive method. The second form of interjection into my Twitter view is the passive-aggressive method. This form involves many, many tweets about subjects that generally are cause for controversy.
Twitter is another form of communication. In all we do and say we, as Christians, are to acknowledge the Lord. If you are His, he tells us that we hear his voice! I know this to be true; however, we should read our Bibles on a daily basis. With the reading of our Bibles we can literally shine the light on the paths of many who have need of guidance. With the reading of our Bibles, we too, can find encouragement when others reject of confront what the Lord has written on our hearts. With all the voices comes a definite need for discernment, because “concerning the truth have erred”(2 Timothy 2:18 NLT). The Scriptures give us this.
For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any two edged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart. 13 Neither is there any creature that is not manifest in his sight: but all things are naked and opened unto the eyes of him with whom we have to do. ~Hebrews 4:12; 13
Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth. 16 But shun profane and vain babblings: for they will increase unto more ungodliness. ~2 Timothy 2:15; 16
My voice is called of God. It is not my own. It belongs to my Lord. I yield it best to Him when I sharpen it against the Word.

Who’s my father?

January 10, 2010

I often think about my life. I look back remembering my very first memories. They are not all wonderful. I will never forget the Sunday my dad came to take me out for our weekly visit. I had on this very pretty dress. It was a very sunny day, and I very much distinctly remember as I walked through the living room, the sun shining into that room, turning and knowing I had the world by the tail (I’m all of 3.57 here) I was just getting ready to turn again, and show him how beautiful I was, how lovable I was, how much he was missing out on me: a great little girl; And of most importance , I was getting back at him for all the lonely days stuck in that house with him… when …just at that moment in time he, my stepfather, who had been watching the whole thing unfold… just as I had known ( and once again reading my mind) had said: “He’s your Sunday dad, but I’m your real dad”. That was the very thing said at the very instantaneous moment in time in my life that cut me down, right there and then.
Yes, it’s true; he cut down that tree that was me.
I’m telling on him now. I couldn’t back then, and not for many years afterwards. That comment really sent me spinning. Imagine how confused and let down I was. It was a deep saying that reverberated in my soul ; it loped off my budding self image What did that mean? I wasn’t sure. I was caught in a spiritual snare. It was as if, as I look back today, we had been playing some sort of chess match and when he “check- mated” me so to speak, he shut me in a box. “You lose”. I am much smarter than you. You are stuck with me and I with you. That was the understanding between the two of us, because that’s how he felt. And, in my young pride, that was just fine with me… I was going to show him…But, on that day he proved to me that what he felt about me was truth. He chopped me down; me in my foolish pride, I had gotten myself in some real trouble.
I looked up the word,”lose”. As one might think, its root is lost. This turned out to be a defining point in my life. My spirit and who I was can be described as “misplaced”, “be unable to find” As I lost the match, it can be described as: “go down” “be beaten” “be defeated”.
Soon after that day, we moved over 2, ooo miles away. Daddy stayed back in Ohio. However, I was living in California. So, no more Sunday visits with my dad. I didn’t see that coming either. I’ll never know for sure, but it seems my step father had that in mind that day he made that life altering comment that shook my little life to rubble.
I often think back and thank God for this and many other interruptions in my life that caused me indescribable but not indiscernible grief. Although the life experience I share now sent me to a virtual prison of depression, confusion, and isolation, it served me well. It humbled me and brought me to Christ.
I shutter now to think what might have happened if I got my way. If that budding pride had bloomed into all the powerful spirit I see in some in the world today. Not needing any other influence in their life but self.
At a very young age I was jaded by an adult and his influence on me. I was sick with a sense of revenge. I was fueled by my pride. I was lost by a misguiding step parent.
It is interesting how Jesus spoke of children and lost sheep:
Matthew 18 :2-4 2 Jesus called a small child over to him and put the child among them. 3 Then he said, “I assure you, unless you turn from your sins and become as little children, you will never get into the Kingdom of Heaven. 4 Therefore, anyone who becomes as humble as this little child is the greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven.
And just a few verses further…
Matthew 18: 12-14 Story of the Lost Sheep 12 “If a shepherd has one hundred sheep, and one wanders away and is lost, what will he do? Won’t he leave the ninety-nine others and go out into the hills to search for the lost one? 13 And if he finds it, he will surely rejoice over it more than over the ninety-nine that didn’t wander away! 14 In the same way, it is not my heavenly Father’s will that even one of these little ones should perish.
At birth we are born into sin, and my pride, that manifested itself at age 3 so powerfully, was sin. It qualified me to be among theses that Jesus spoke of in Luke 5:31
Jesus answered them, “Healthy people don’t need a doctor—sick people do. 32 I have come to call sinners to turn from their sins, not to spend my time with those who think they are already good enough.”
Father is my real dad, he’s my Abba. I love how Holy Spirit uses Scripture in my life. I love the Word of my Abba. I like to look back and see these truths in my life here and the truths in the real one to come:
And we know that God causes everything to work together* for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them. 29 For God knew his people in advance, and he chose them to become like his Son, so that his Son would be the firstborn, with many brothers and sisters. 30 And having chosen them, he called them to come to him. And he gave them right standing with himself, and he promised them his glory. Romans 8:28-30
Why don’t you take a moment and read the rest of Romans 8; it’s a wonderful conclusion, and will bless you. It is my prayer with the writing of these experiences, that you who read are encouraged in God’s call on your life.

Following @Worldprayr

December 5, 2009

It was a Friday, and I was on a 2 week break from work. My daughter was visiting her father. Once again, I found myself alone for a very long weekend. I had recently created a Twitter account, so I was exploring “Tweetville”. This was the day I discovered that in Twitterland” days had themes. Everyone was tweeting about #FollowFriday; how very exciting I thought. “Wow” I said to myself: Look at all these long lists! I want to be on a list, I thought… Ah, follow Friday! WOW! And that was it: I was sucked into the world of tweeting, following and followers.
I was experiencing my very first Follow Friday, when I noticed tweets from @Worldprayr Oh how very nice, I thought, as I read the prayer and prayed. I went along my way seeing more lists of people and wondering to myself, how do I get on these lists, when again I saw another prayer request tweet. I went along this path for about five or ten more minutes; suddenly, one request after another started coming! There was a virtual frenzy of prayer requests! How anyone can pray for all these requests? I thought. I kept reading them, but as the pace was so quick, I couldn’t stop and contemplate. My next thought came from somewhere outside myself; it went something like this: just “unfolllow” this @Worldprayr , they are cluttering everything thing up anyway. I know it was a prompting that came from outside of my spirit was the next thought I had; and, that thought was pulling me back to the requests. It went like this: just pray as you read; let your reading be a prayer in itself. And, so it went. That was one of those moments when a decision defines a new direction in one’s life. Jesus taught a lot about prayer. I love it that he sometimes compares good and evil as he did with this teaching found in the book of Luke 18: 6-8 NLT:
6 Then the Lord said, “Learn a lesson from this evil judge. 7 Even he rendered a just decision in the end, so don’t you think God will surely give justice to his chosen people who plead with him day and night? Will he keep putting them off? 8 I tell you, he will grant justice to them quickly! But when I, the Son of Man, return, how many will I find who have faith?”
So, here we have it! Sometimes even the Father moves quickly in response to our requests. What would have happened if I had uncluttered my Twitter timeline by deleting @Worldprayr? Well, I am not sure. However there is one thing I am very sure of; I am in the perfect will of God agreeing for others with prayers, and I am tremendously blessed when I pray for and encourage others.