A couple of months ago in church, God told me to pray for someone. He even told me what to pray for---specifically. I thought “ok, as soon as this (whatever this was) is over I will do it” I really don’t have a problem praying for people anymore. I used to. I used to be scared. I used to think “what are they gonna think about me? They’re gonna think I am like a Jesus fanatic” Well, after a couple of times of praying for people and them breaking down into pure tears before God, I was ok with it. I still get nervous, but I am pretty obedient now. Ok, anyway, back to my story. Well, after whatever was going on ended, church was out. She walked right by me. I could’ve stopped her and asked her if I could pray for her…..but I didn’t. I let her walk out. That was the last time she came to church (and she was a regular). No she didn’t die. She left her husband. She left her family. She is now living in the world and of the world and her family is torn into pieces.
So now. I wonder what would have happened if I would have prayed for her? Do I think that it is me who changes things? NO WAY! It is totally God! What would God have said to her if I had prayed for her? Would she had been receptive? I don’t know the answers to these questions. I do know that I can’t let it consume me. I do know that I have to let it go and not dwell on it. I do know that I have to be assured that God is still in control, no matter what I do. I do know that I will not miss an opportunity again if I can help it.