This morning I awakened around 2 am, unable to sleep. Rather than toss and turn and disturb my
husband, I got up and began washing and folding clothes. Our sons are away with their grandparents, so
I used my youngest sons room to get my work accomplished. While I was in the room, I began cleaning and
purging the clutter that has been slowly overtaking his room. It was a peaceful time for me, just to be
alone with my thoughts. In fact, my
spirit had been craving this quiet space for some time now. I turned on the television to watch a few
episodes of Super Soul Sunday that I had recorded. (I love the DVR because I
can playback a show without all of the commercials.) The first show I watched talked about living
with intention and not doing things just because you think that is what you should do; but rather being
purposeful in your decisions. They also
mentioned that when the little you (your persona) connects with the big You
(the Spirit within you), how powerful you actually become. What great lessons
to learn!
However my liberation came during the 2nd
episode. Oprah mentioned to her guest how powerful it was to know that a total
stranger had prayed for her during her trial,
many years ago. She was almost
overcome, as she recollected the story.
It was at that moment that the floodgates opened for me. I
realized that it was no stranger that had prayed for me; but rather I had my
own angel for almost 42 years, who prayed for me and over me. I can still hear her moaning in the Spirit as
she would pray for the family, her friends, the community and people all across
this nation. Even after I became an
adult and moved away, I could call her anytime of day and she would just start
praying.
All I could do was sob, curl up in a ball on the bed and
listen to the moans emanating from my own belly. I was so thankful that God thought enough of
me to have a mother that could go to God on my behalf. Those thankful tears, quickly turned to tears
of hunger. Hunger to hear her voice again
and feel her arms wrapped around me. So
the sobbing intensified. She used to say over the phone, get a pillow and
squeeze really tight…that’s me hugging you.
I did just that to one of my sons’ teddy bears. Once my nose was so stuffy that I could no
longer breathe, I decided to get up and shower.
It was in the streaming of the warm water that I could hear God talking
through the sound of Mommy’s voice in my ear.
It’s gonna be alright Girl, just pray! Your children will be fine…God’s
got everything you need…I am still here with you…I am a part of you, so go
forth and pray in your own power. I transitioned,
but my spirit is still very much alive.
Pray Baby-girl, God hears you!
And so it is that I now pray for you… (you can grab a pillow
or just wrap your arms around yourself)
Lord I come to you this morning thanking you for your grace
and mercy. Thank you Lord for sending
people into our lives to show us ourselves and to introduce us to You. I pray for my brother or sister, who is
reading this right now. Help them to
feel your presence in their life. Allow
them to open themselves up to the possibility that You have everything they
will ever need; all they have to do is surrender their will to yours. Help them to know that it’s in the
surrendering of self that You show up! Thank you that you are a God that can
meet us anytime and anywhere, whether it’s in the stillness of the night or in
the chaos of the day. Help them to walk
in faith and not fear. Thank you that the
prayers of the righteous avails much (James 5:16) or more simply put… the
prayers of the faithful are truly helpful.
Now as we close this prayer, thank you for allowing me to be the conduit
through which someone might receive peace today. Help them to pass the blessing on by praying
for someone else. In Jesus name, Amen!
Now go forth in prayer, as you walk it out!
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