Labor in Prayer

While I shared on my last post how I ceased praying for one whole night, today nothing will stop me from writing about prayer and its power in our lives. Ceasing to pray doesn’t necessarily mean we have become unbelieving. It may just mean keeping quiet to listen and be guided and instructed by the Divine. Or for our souls to be renewed and refilled with fresh dose of prayerfulness, stronger and more purposeful than ever before.

I made this quick dabble before midnight but I love how it turned out, do you think so, too?

I made this quick dabble before midnight but I love how it turned out, do you think so, too?

Truth is, we cannot live without prayer for a long time. For me, prayer is the sturdy thread that knits every moment of everyday making it into one whole beautiful tapestry. Prayer prevents the unraveling of this tapestry even when there’s pain. It’s like a cement that binds sand and gravel together to build a strong foundation. Prayer reminds me of my position before God: low and humble and on bended knees.

Prayer repairs my relationship with God when there has been a breach. It reinstalls me into His love and grace. Prayer is a refuge when fear tries to capture my heart. It is what strengthens and steadies my heart. Praying is living in deep faith in God, knowing and believing that He hears every prayer, whether long or short, calm or desperate, loud or silent.

For me, to pray is to live and to live well.

I do not pray for the sake of fulfilling a necessary task, of just uttering sentences because I need to. I pray because I am in need. And because of this need – need to be delivered, healed, helped, protected, blessed – I pray with purpose. I pray believing that God is listening and He is going to do something. That He is going to act on my behalf and act mightily. I pray without wasting a word. I do not pray idly.

Because I believe in a God that is almighty, all-powerful, miracle-working God who promises great and mighty things and moves mountains, shakes the earth, puts a thousand to flight, calms the storm, heals the sick, and raises up the dead – I pray with these in mind. I pray, telling Him that I know what He can do (and He can do all things!) and what He has promised and nothing is impossible for Him.

Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and shew thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not. (Jer. 33:3)

To pray in faith with confidence and power, it is expedient to know the nature and character of God and we can only do that through His Word. It’s important to know the One we’re entrusting our lives to. If we know and believe that he is trustworthy and faithful to His promises, we will pray in full faith without a shadow of doubt.

But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him. (Heb. 11:6)

My daughter Hannah’s fingernails had been breaking at the roots and peeling for a few months. It’s not normal. She had to wrap each finger with Band-Aid so as to avoid the peeling nails from being touched (because it was painful) and to protect the new, tender nails that were growing. I talked to her and reminded her that she might not be doing God’s will or she might have shortcomings.

When the nail of her big toe began to peel also, I was greatly alarmed. One day, she bumped the peeling nail on the edge of the bed, it bled and she writhed in pain. It was then that I called her to a serious prayer. Before I prayed, I told her not to feel fidgety if she thought my prayer was long. I told her that when I pray in the Spirit, I wait for His intercession, for that point in agonizing prayer where He directs the words and I would know that I had been heard.

So, I prayed over my daughter. I presented all the details. At some point, I prayed à la Hezekiah, begging Him to remember how Hannah has been serving Him faithfully from Children’s Choir and now in Youth Choir. Fat tears clung to my chin then fell into my lap. I prayed not only with words but with tears. I labored in prayer and I knew I had been heard.

Likewise the Spirit also helps in our weaknesses. For we do not know what we should pray for as we ought, but the Spirit Himself makes intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered. (Rom. 8:26)

The Lord Jesus healed Hannah’s fingernails and her big toenail is now also healing well. Hallelujah!

I am not a naturally calm, fearless, anxiety-free person. In fact, I’m quite the opposite. I get worried (a lot!), nervous and very anxious it’s punishing. Ever since I had this illness, I would also experience anxiety and panic attacks. I get so nervous that my heart beats so fast and it’s hard to breathe. My hands and feet become so cold and clammy. It’s cruel. These happen when I get worried about something, like when my husband travels abroad or I can’t contact a child when he or she is away from home. I guess this is because I am ill and weak and can’t do anything, being homebound.

Last week, Tim went to a 2-day leadership camp outside of Metro Manila. No parents allowed. I wanted him to experience camp without his dad for the very first time so I had to forsake my fears. (Actually, he left me no room to “think about it”. He was so fired up in going that he would have disowned me had I tried to talk him out of it 😀 ).

A week before his camp, I prayed everyday for his protection and for me to not get worried or anxious. Very detailed prayers, fervent, and purposeful. I labored in prayer for both of us, days before, during travel, whole-day activities, night activities, and travel back. I drenched him in prayer that I was sure heaven was deafened and I was heard.

Laboring in prayer makes me strong and confident in God. It holds fears and worries at bay. Tim came back home tanned and bouncing with joy and stories! Praise God!

I have also developed the habit of praying even when in the middle of doing something whenever inspiration strikes or when the Holy Spirt compels me and I can’t wait for that quiet time when chores cease. Putting on wool socks to warm my cold feet, doing my toiletries, eating, having tea, fixing my night table. Believe it or not, I can carry on a prayer even when talking to somebody! It’s praying without ceasing.

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Comments

  1. Lois Flowers says:

    I appreciate how you point out that in order to pray with confidence, we have to “know the nature and character of God and we can only do that through His Word.” Many blessings to you today! Your neighbor at Coffee for Your Heart …

  2. I spent so many hours praying over my foster child. I kept the Jeremiah in my head as I prayed for her hope and her future! I am thrilled he answered so powerfully as we are adopting her next month! #TellHisStory

    • RinaPeru says:

      Praise God for His goodness and faithfulness! He did promise to come when we seek Him with all that we have. Rejoicing with you for your answered prayer!