Prayers Of A Child
I feel compelled to write about the incident that happened to my family yesterday. I hope that this touches someones heart like it did mine.
My son's football team was in the playoff's and we had a makeup game on that Sunday. So we were all at the football field. And we were all watching the clouds really closely because bad weather had just come the day before and ruined our game which is why we were having to makeup our game that day. Well the lightening started flashing and thunder started rolling. They got everyone off of the field, and set the clock for 30 minutes to delay the game. At that time I told my 7 year old daughter (Jada) to get in the car, there had been a lady that I had sat next to on the bleachers during the game and she had mentioned that she didn't have a car, so I wanted to go look for her and offer for her to sit in my car and wait out the storm. So I had my umbrella and walked to the end of the field where the concession stand was looking for this woman, I didn't see her, and I was praying, "God, Please help me find her." By that time It was starting to hail a little, just small pieces of hail. God told me to go look by the bathrooms, and I did and there she was, standing up against the wall, by herself, trying to keep warm. I asked her if she wanted to come sit in my car and wait? She said that she had called her husband and at that time he pulled up and I walked her to the truck with my umbrella, and headed down to sit in the car with Jada.
When I got in the car, it started to hail more heavily and I texted my husband and asked if they were going to call the game? There was no weather or radar I could watch at the time to tell if we had a tornado headed for us or not, until Jada started feeling the urgency to pray. She said, Momma, we need to pray.. I think something is going to happen. I just know something is going to happen. I tried to calm her and tell her that it was ok, that it was just hail, it was ok. She said no mom, this is bad we need to pray and she started calling out to Jesus, and asking Him to keep us safe, telling Him how much she loved him and then the more she prayed the more aggressive she got with her prayers and before I know it I heard her saying, "In the Name of Jesus I rebuke you hail, You HAVE to stop, In the Name of Jesus, Bad weather go away from us!!" I then felt moved in my spirit as well and began to pray with her, and we held hands asking for Gods protection over us all, everyone at the game taking cover and everyone in the area. This went on for a good 10 minutes.
Finally they called the game and the hail had stopped but we started to see rotation in the sky. Everyone jumped in their cars, and it was a mad house with everyone trying to leave at once. It as chaos like I had never experienced before. But we finally made it out of the parking lot and we took off and headed for the nearest gas station because we were about to run out of gas. Later on after we got home, we learned that a tornado had hit 4 miles from where we were, and although no one was injured it caused damage to people's homes, and took out their power.
There is no doubt in my mind that my daughter was being quickened by the Holy Spirit to pray. She yielded to God and prayed with all her heart, and I know for sure in MY heart that we were safe and protected because of that. It just makes me wonder, how much safer we all would be if we would listen when the holy spirit prompts us to pray for others, or for certain situations. Sometimes we think that its just a "feeling" that we have and it will pass, or that its just a thought that we are having and we think nothing further about it. But when you have child like faith and you know the word, that allows you to become sensitive to the spirit and you can determine when it is God calling you to pray or when its just a feeling of fear, or a mere thought running across your mind. The next day after this incident, Jada told me that she got filled with the Holy Ghost that day in the backseat, and it really shocked me to hear her say that, I mean we go to a pentecostal church and we are all about being filled with the spirit but Jada has never spoken of it before, and so I asked her, just because I was curious, how did she know that she got filled with the Holy Ghost? She said, "cause God told me momma, and I praise Him for it!." I love my kids, and I am so glad that I have been given the opportunity to introduce them to God. They have taught me so much just because they have that child like faith. They are truly precious and I thank God for giving me such precious gifts.