I’m sitting in the prayer room this morning being struck again with the simple fact that God hears my prayers. It sounds elementary but it is so easy for my heart to forget this and get into ‘faithless mode’ so quickly. But to think that I got up this morning, came to a room, and when I whisper my weak prayers to the Lord things actually change. This is a stunning truth.
The past hour I spent time praying for my heart, my family, and for those in the market place to be empowered as they enter their mission field today. Though I didn’t feel much in the moment, I know that the ones I lifted up before the Lord just might have a divine encounter today because I prayed. I believe that others I prayed for might just have that weight and oppression lift off of them and experience the Holy Spirit in a greater measure. If this is true then there are no wasted prayers, and this gives so much validity to prayer!