Before I left for the Race, I prayed and prayed for the Lord to give me the gift of intercessory prayer. My grandma DOT has it, and I just wanted to be used, even if it meant losing sleep, to fight for others in prayer when no one else is. The Lord works in funny ways, because as soon as we arrived at the Ferraras house and my legs were really bad, I wasn’t able to sleep.
Lying in bed staring at the ceiling I knew I had 2 choices, I could either semi-roll around and try to get comfortable and dwell in the pain that was keeping me up, OR I could get up walk around the house and pray over the space, pray over my team, the Ferraras, and just whatever the Lord wanted to lay on my heart. I didn’t realize then that this was the Lord giving me intercessory prayer. He just held it out in front of me and said ” Here, if you want it, get up and stat battling.” And so I did, each night I would fall asleep for about an hour, maybe 2 with the rest of my team, and then I would wake up in pain, roll out of bed, and wander through the small space in prayer. Eventually I always seemed to end up in the kitchen, the only room I could be alone in, and sob and pray.
Now I know this doesn’t sound like a very desirable gift; no sleep, sobbing, pain, no thanks! But what about the miracle that I am an 8-10 hour sleeper regularly, and I am living on 2 or 3 now. Normally if I get 7.5 hours I have headaches, and I’m grumpy, but instead the Lord has given me rest. He has multiplied my 1-2 hours into 8-10. He’s completely able. I know this is just the beginning and I’m excited for Him to wake me up with exactly who I need to be praying for, and that He will give me very specific discernment, and revelation.
