At Bible study last night I prayed. Now if you know me, you know I don’t pray in public. I believe in the power of praying, but I always feel like I can’t pray like some people. I know that the wrong way to think, but I do. I’m always thinking am I going to say the wrong thing. Its funny as I write this, I realize I need to take the advice I give to my children at children church. Ask God to give you the words. Last night I did.
The pastor ended the bible study by asking for a volunteer to pray. The Holy Spirit poked me whispering volunteer, I squirmed in my seat but refuse to listen. A minister seating behind me, poked me and said volunteer. I wanted to ignore him, but I turned to face him and he said volunteer. Instead of being disobedient I stood and said I’ll pray. The pastor looked at me, I’m sure he was surprised and so was I. I asked everyone to bow their heads and the words came out of my mouth.
I’m telling you I can’t tell you what I said, but just thinking about it now brings tears to my eyes. The Holy Spirit surged through my body and I prayed. Sometimes I hear people pray and they cry and I wonder how come that’s never happen to me, and I know now because I wasn’t letting the Spirit speak for me. When the Spirit speaks you let go and the words flow.
I’m glad I prayed and I know I’ll be praying more in public because the Lord is working on my spirit. He’s been talking to me about my writing, my service to him and my church, my family.
Our bible study this month is about reborn/restore and that’s how I feel right now, I’m being restored by the Holy Spirit. It’s a wonderful feeling to know the Lord is with you and sharing in your life.
I pray you have a wonderful weekend.