![]() ![]() Amazingly, God moved these women to pray fervently for me, for someone they barely knew, someone who had never attended a prayer meeting before. Within the year God blessed us with a second child, and I just had our third. She simply said, "God hears every prayer. It was then that God brought a woman from Moms in Prayer into my life, and I found myself sharing my struggles and longings with her. Part of me said, "If they only knew my circumstances, "but I clung to Thessalonians 5.16-18. Yet, women I did not know very well encouraged me to keep praying. Instead, the following days felt like God had fallen silent. As a new Christian, I expected the next day, having fervently prayed, to see a healthy husband. He struggled daily between swings of anger and depression and euphoria and mania. The stress, lack of sleep, and stressed finances was wreaking havoc on my husband's stability. Shortly thereafter God blessed us with a son, but with that blessing came some difficult days. During that time, my husband accepted Christ but was struggling with manic-depression and, I, after waiting for a child unsuccessfully for almost ten years, finally cried out to the Lord with a willingness to accept His will over mine. Moms in Prayer began praying for me soon after I became a Christian. Sue, another young mother, has learned that prayer changes us through praying with other women. He is a God who saw fit to call women together to pray for my deepest needs, for my continued trust in Him in the midst of the fire. We serve a faithful God who sees the beginning and the end. Since that time, God has mercifully provided us with a healthy son. The greatest cry of their hearts, however was that God would be sufficient for me. Their prayers spoke to the Father of healing my heart, conceiving and delivering a healthy child or taking away the desire for children and even for continued strength and understanding from my husband. Their prayers covered needs that I had never shared with them. As I struggled with prayer, with trusting Him, with waiting on Him, my ever-loving Father put a burden for me and my needs upon the hearts of other women, The women in Moms in Prayer continually cried out to God on my behalf. Yet, over the next painful seventeen months of dealing with Lydia's death and trying to conceive again, the Lord faithfully led me through His refining fire. Lydia was stillborn when I was six months pregnant, and I was confused about how God could let it happen. He had blessed us by surrounding us with people who love Him and know He answers prayer. My husband and I had been Christians for less than a year, and we thought that God was blessing us with this child - that the pain of childlessness was over - but God had blessed as beyond Lydias's limited life. This can best be illustrated through the personal experiences of women in our prayer group.Ī new Christian mother who struggled with the loss of her first child through a stillbirth prayerfully persevered through the impossible odds of conceiving again.Īfter years of severe endometriosis, conceiving our daughter, Lydia, was a miracle. My vision for starting a regular group of moms praying together gave birth to a Moms in Prayer ministry in our church.Īs we have faithfulIy come together to pray week after week, we have witnessed many powerful results of our praying. Now, I have an overwhelming desire to see my three daughters know the Lord and serve Him. By watching my mother's example of seeking God in every detail of her life and family, I saw that prayer makes a difference. This tragic story illustrates the burden God gave me to "join hands together" in prayer with other moms so that we might not lose any of our children ( Lamentations 2:19). The caption underneath read, "Oh, God, if only we had joined hands sooner!" The final picture was of the heartbroken father holding his lifeless son who had been found too late, dead from exposure. The third picture showed dozens of friends and neighbors who had heard of the boy's plight, and who had joined hands the next morning to make a long human chain as they walked through the fields searching. The mother and father searched and searched all day, but the little fellow was too short to be seen over the wheat. The accompanying story explained that her three-year-old son had wandered away from the house and into the field while the mother wasn't looking. The first picture was of a vast wheat field in western Kansas the second showed a distressed mother sitting in a farmhouse in the center of the wheat field. ![]() Some years ago a magazine carried a series of pictures that graphically depicted a tragic story. ![]()
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