A House of Prayer
It was the most powerful moment to me. We have sat in that chair before. It's called the “mercy seat“. Usually you express your burdens- your heart to God and the other pastors gather around and begin to pray over you. This time, not a word was spoken. It didn't need to be. The silence was too deep for words. We had prayed for each other for several hours prior, had conversations around the dinner table. In fact, some of us have had a prayer relationship for 8 years. Whoever wanted to sit in the chair, could. Again, not a word was spoken, but one by one, God broke us. We began to weep. Those gathered around wept too, knowing God was going deeper than we expected. Gratitude for God's faithfulness, past victories flooded over us. The current burdens and struggles of ministry and family passed into the capable hands of God. Those who encircled and interceded for the one in the “mercy seat” seemed like angels of God surrounding, strengthening. Prayer relationships...there is nothing like them.
Last night in the prayer gathering at church, I shared a brief testimony about the Pastors Prayer Summit I was a part of this week. One lady shared with me afterward that the past few years, she and her husband have been praying together every night. It has totally changed their relationship. They had been married a long time but that one step had brought them closer together than all the years before. There is nothing like prayer to draw us closer... to God or each other.
”My house shall be called a house of prayer for all nations”
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