As my divorce was drawing to a close, I emailed my church that I had moved away from after my husband left and asked the staff to pray. I wasn’t yet connected to a new church where I lived and needed to know someone was praying for me. I will never forget the email that came back. The church office manager told me she had passed my request on to the pastors and staff and that they were all praying for us. Then she thanked me for the privilege of joining me in prayer.
I was floored. I had always felt selfish for asking someone to pray for me. I felt I was a burden and that there were so many people worse off than me, that what right did I have to ask for prayer or help. Her response changed my view forever.
What a privilege it is to lift someone up to our merciful God and ask for His help. Sometimes that’s all we can do. And I used to feel it wasn’t much. There should be something bigger I could do. Seriously? Who do I think I am? There is nothing bigger I can do than get on my knees before my Heavenly Father and ask for His intervention. His help. His love and mercy and grace to be poured out over someone’s life.
Wherever you are in life and whatever you need prayer for, take it to God. Take it to your church. Ask your friends and family. Ask ME! God is waiting. He’s waiting for us to approach Him and let Him into our lives. He’s waiting for us to ask.
I still have that email. But I don’t actually need to read it anymore. I know it. God used it to write on my heart how much He loves us and wants to be a part of our lives.
I am praying for you today.