“Before they call I will answer; while they are still speaking I will hear” (Isaiah 65:24).
It was an odd concept to pray for someone I hadn’t met, but not so strange to Jesus. Although my future husband was unknown to me, he was not to God. The Lord spoke to me through the words of my friend and spiritual big sister who encouraged me to seek God’s heart in this matter. Who better to be my yenta (matchmaker) than He? And so the prayer journey began in my quest for a mate, but it did not end when we married. The practice of praying life forward continues today.
This isn’t about believing enough or reciting the right words that convince my Holy Father to give me what I want. That was how my prayer life used to be. I was bound by rituals and incantations that I desperately clung to for years in an effort to control my desired outcome. There was no peace, no joy, and no sweet communion with God. I was captive to the lie that if I prayed hard enough, long enough, often enough and with enough gusto that my faith would make God respond. My spirit was not fellowshipping with Jesus, it was at war and I did not even know it. His kindness and mercy changed everything, especially my prayer life.
Before I was born again spiritually by God’s gracious gift that I accepted in faith, my conversations with Him were manipulative. I tried to be “good enough” to earn favor; it was exhausting. Honestly, I didn’t trust God. I feared His wrath but never knew His love. Jesus forgave me, cleansed me of my sins, and sent His Spirit to live inside of me so I could learn of His love and holiness. He also taught me how to pray for God’s perfect will in my life. Trust was ever-increasing. Prayers were answered as God had planned. I wanted what Christ wanted.
When writing “My Heart’s Desire: A Journey Toward Finding Extravagant Love”, I devoted a chapter on praying for Jon before we met. Fumbling initially, God eventually shaped my thoughts and words. Reverently I prayed, “Jesus, you know who my future husband is. I pray that he is a man of faith and integrity, and that you would bless our relationship. I ask that you form me into the godly wife you envision, and that our union and home honors you. Please help us to be compatible spiritually, emotionally, physically and financially, and to be good helpmates to each other.”
Surrender and trust were interwoven together. Prayer denials or delays were His loving hand of protection, not punishment. This belief continues today whenever I pray for the things of tomorrow. I ask the Holy Spirit to go before me illuminating the right path. If God is not with me I do not want to go there! These prayers encompass every aspect of life: job changes, major purchases, vacation plans, and spouses for single loved ones to name a few. God is in the future we’ve yet to experience. Doesn’t it make perfect sense to ask Him to prepare us for it and to grant us discernment along the way?
Our marriage has been a wonderful treasure because God brought us together. He longs to shape the events of your life too. May your heart overflow with gratitude rejoicing in God’s promise when His children are praying life forward, “Before they call I will answer; while they are still speaking I will hear” (Isaiah 65:24).
Your fellow sojourner,
Mary
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
One at a Time
“Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord, the people He chose for His inheritance” (Psalm 33:12).
Meandering around our front yard, I am still collecting remnants of fireworks from last week’s cul-de-sac celebration. The fourth of July was extra special this year not because of the festivities we shared with our neighbors, but because I realized how incredibly blessed we are in America beyond anything we deserve. God’s touch is everywhere.
In our household there are many things to be thankful for: my nephew’s safe return from his service in Iraq, our family’s good health, and the gift of employment to name a few. But it was more than these things. As I scanned the faces of the children dancing with sparklers as their fathers sent fireworks towards heaven while mothers snapped photos, I was touched by the diversity on our street. This is what so many have fought for, the freedom to be who we are even if it is very different from the folks beside us.
Most of us gathered that warm July night were not from Raleigh. We came from different states and countries with varying creeds and contrasting races. Yet we seek many common things like a better life for ourselves and our families. With all the social and economic challenges we are facing in America today we can still be grateful the Lord has allowed freedom to reign, even though so many have ignored God completely. Jesus has been merciful in our sinfulness as our nation fights this ever raging war to drown the voice of Christianity forever.
Sitting in the back of our pickup truck beside my husband that night, I felt a sense of urgency to pray for our country to turn our hearts and lives to Jesus. As a nation begins to fear and honor the Lord and submit to His authority, the people will be healed in their spirit. After all, what is a nation but a collection of individuals? God has revealed His love to America time and time again through His only Son Jesus Christ. While some have accepted this gift of salvation and restored fellowship with God, so many more are blinded.
My prayer for salvation is broad sweeping for our country, but God has convicted to me to stay on my knees and intercede for individuals. One-by-one a revolution can take place as spirits are cleansed and renewed by Jesus. We won’t desire to take up arms aimed at our enemies when that day comes. Instead, we’ll lift our hands to heaven with shouts of joy and praises for our long suffering King who prompted others to pray we’d become His child! Then we can declare with gladness, “Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord, the people He chose for His inheritance” (Psalm 33:12).
Your fellow sojourner,
Mary
Meandering around our front yard, I am still collecting remnants of fireworks from last week’s cul-de-sac celebration. The fourth of July was extra special this year not because of the festivities we shared with our neighbors, but because I realized how incredibly blessed we are in America beyond anything we deserve. God’s touch is everywhere.
In our household there are many things to be thankful for: my nephew’s safe return from his service in Iraq, our family’s good health, and the gift of employment to name a few. But it was more than these things. As I scanned the faces of the children dancing with sparklers as their fathers sent fireworks towards heaven while mothers snapped photos, I was touched by the diversity on our street. This is what so many have fought for, the freedom to be who we are even if it is very different from the folks beside us.
Most of us gathered that warm July night were not from Raleigh. We came from different states and countries with varying creeds and contrasting races. Yet we seek many common things like a better life for ourselves and our families. With all the social and economic challenges we are facing in America today we can still be grateful the Lord has allowed freedom to reign, even though so many have ignored God completely. Jesus has been merciful in our sinfulness as our nation fights this ever raging war to drown the voice of Christianity forever.
Sitting in the back of our pickup truck beside my husband that night, I felt a sense of urgency to pray for our country to turn our hearts and lives to Jesus. As a nation begins to fear and honor the Lord and submit to His authority, the people will be healed in their spirit. After all, what is a nation but a collection of individuals? God has revealed His love to America time and time again through His only Son Jesus Christ. While some have accepted this gift of salvation and restored fellowship with God, so many more are blinded.
My prayer for salvation is broad sweeping for our country, but God has convicted to me to stay on my knees and intercede for individuals. One-by-one a revolution can take place as spirits are cleansed and renewed by Jesus. We won’t desire to take up arms aimed at our enemies when that day comes. Instead, we’ll lift our hands to heaven with shouts of joy and praises for our long suffering King who prompted others to pray we’d become His child! Then we can declare with gladness, “Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord, the people He chose for His inheritance” (Psalm 33:12).
Your fellow sojourner,
Mary
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