This post was originally posted on Millennial Mommy Site about the power of prayer.
You may or may not believe in the power of prayer but I do. And this story is another one of those great stories about how prayer works. I have friends and family alive today based on miracles that should not have happened but they did. Because I believe in prayer, and based on their stories of many people praying for them at once, I believe they were healed by the power of prayer.
Courtney from Millennial Mommy Site has a wonderful story about the power of prayer. Whether you believe in prayer and God or not, this is a wonderful story of what she believes in and how it has helped shape who she is today.
The power of prayer is often talked about in church and Sunday school, but many people don’t seem to understand how powerful prayer can be.
I know people pray together in church and in Sunday school but is everyone in that room concentrating on one thing and praying for it together. A lot of the times the answer is NO. I don’t mean to say that everyone isn’t praying, but most of the time it isn’t praying earnestly with real feeling.
Most people pray for things they need help with or that they want. Now don’t get me wrong, I believe God hears our prayers and helps us – even if it’s by telling us NO. But have you ever prayed for something earnestly? And have you ever done it with others?
An accident is something people will pray intensely about. I’m the perfect example.
When I was in high school I had a freak accident involving a truck. I was a teenager and didn’t always think before doing things. To make a long story short I was thrown off – yes off – the truck and hit my head on the pavement. I was lucky enough to be at school with friends and teachers who were there to help me.
I was rushed to the hospital. From what I am told (I don’t remember any of it) I had several x-rays done, but the doctors weren’t seeing anything wrong. So they began to talk about sending me home.
But there was one doctor who didn’t like how I was acting. Apparently my speech was getting worse and I was showing more and more signs of severe head trauma. He decided to run more tests and discovered that I had a bleed on my brain.
I was almost 17 years old, so I was technically still under pediatrics. And wouldn’t you know the hospital I was at didn’t have a pediatric neurosurgeon (where’s Ben Carson when you need him)? I was flown to another hospital and immediately sent into surgery. I wasn’t in good shape at that point.
The bleed took up a little more than half of my skull cavity by the time I was operated on.
Now, here is where the power of prayer comes into play. You remember I said I was at school when this happened. Well, I went to a Christian school. Not only were all of my family at the hospital but so were most of my teachers and friends. Everyone was praying together in that moment for me. Everyone was thinking about me and asking God to help me.
I made it out of surgery, and the prayers continued. My school had chapel the next day and all of the students and faculty prayed for me. It wasn’t long before I was up and walking. I had surgery on a Thursday and was sent home by Saturday, which is unthinkable when you consider I had 50 staples on one side of my head!
When we followed up with the neurosurgeon about a month later, things were really put into perspective. He made me do some tests and asked me some questions. He showed us a scan of the blood clot in my skull cavity. Then he said he could count on one hand the blood clots he had seen that size or larger. And every one of those either didn’t make it or never fully recovered.
The doctor seemed to think it was miraculous. But I was a 17-year-old girl at the time and only wanted to know if I could cheer and ride roller coasters! At the time, I don’t think I fully grasped what happened and what the people who loved me did for me that day. Now that I’m older and it’s a distant memory, I fully understand the power of the prayers they were praying.
So if you are going through something difficult, pray earnestly. Put your heart out there and talk to God about what’s going on. If you are upset, be upset. If you start to cry, that’s OK. He loves you and wants to have that kind of relationship with you.
And if you can, pray with someone. Let them help you talk to God about what’s going on.
The power of prayer is real. I know because I’m a living example.