I wanted to go, but I also didn’t want to go. It was a Saturday night, August 19, 2017, and my (new) church (campus) was having a ladies’ prayer night. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but eventually, I gathered up my things and my courage and I went. It was a great night–dinner, worship, then prayer time. As I watched them pray over our worship leader’s wife, I remember thinking that I wanted to learn more about being a prayer warrior from these ladies. After the WL’s wife left, I figured it was over–but it wasn’t. “You’re up!” one of the ladies said as I sat there stunned. I hadn’t expected them to pray over me, but I am never one to turn down prayer.
In the weeks leading up to this, I had felt compelled to start dating. Nothing has been prophesied over me more than the fact that I’m going to get married and have kids. As I write this right now, I’m 41, and not married, and have no kids. But even up to this last weekend, people have seen that over my life–in big ways. It shocks some people how heavy the anointing for marriage lies on me (something I’ll cover more in the First Aid blog series). So I had made a list of potential people to get to know at my new church; guys that I thought I could get to know a bit better. I wasn’t thinking any of them were “the ONE” but thinking that the more people I get to know, the more opportunities I’ll have to meet someone. So I had a list, and I was going to begin having conversations.
And then I got prayed over by some incredible Jesus-loving women on August 19, 2017. After the prayer, one of the ladies shared a vision God had given her. “I see a MAN!” she exclaimed. “And oh GIRL, THIS MAN…” She trailed off, but the way she said those two words–“this man”–gave me goosebumps. She never said he would be my husband. She never said anything except those two words–but I just knew. She continued, “He is standing in a doorway filled with light. And the Lord told me that your mind would not get in the way!” She showed me the drawing she had drawn while praying…it was a silhouette standing in a doorway filled with light. And the head not getting in the way–well, that would be new, I thought, because that’s the one thing that always happens. Then the room got quiet as I listened intently for the next words–and they came straight into my spirit from God Himself: a name.
The Lord spoke and told me THIS MAN’s name.
I have been a Christian for 30+ years, and up until that point, I had never heard the Lord speak so clearly to me. I had never heard something so loudly and clearly in my spirit. My insides shook when the words came. It was a name from my list. It was someone I had only recently spoken to for the first time. And I was excited.
We never start out on a journey thinking about the difficulties that may lie ahead. In our excitement, we think of the end game, our happiness, and the blessings alone we may receive on the way. But we never stop to think that the blessings often come out of the brokenness. It reminds me of my favorite verse: “For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you a hope and a future. (Jeremiah 29:11)” As someone who long declared that God “hated me,” I can’t wait to share with you how I discovered the Father’s love through these broken road blessings that began with a vision.