It was about three years ago when I began praying for spiritual eyes. And while I didn’t really know what “spiritual eyes” would do for me, I had a deep conviction that our physical world isn’t the real thing, but that the real thing goes on in the spiritual realm. And I wanted it to know more about this place, to see it. In church we call this “life by the Spirit.” But while I had read about this in my Bible I really didn’t understand what it meant.
Not long after that prayer, I went to a movie with my husband and some friends, a married couple we have known for a long time but with whom we aren’t especially close. We get together once or twice a year to catch up with each other. So during the middle of the movie I felt an overwhelming urge to pray for my friend. She is not a believer, and I assumed that’s why God wanted me to pray. As I prayed silently in my chair, the “burden” for her grew stronger, and became so strong that I felt compelled to get up and pray audibly. So I excused myself to the restroom, locked myself in the back stall, and prayed with whispers. This urgency had never happened before, but now I know it was the Holy Spirit calling me to pray.
After the movie and when my husband and I were alone again, I told him about what had happened. And then our lives went on, and months went by without me even thinking about her, except for every now and then when I would wonder why God wanted me to pray for her. Then one day out of the blue, her husband called us and said they were having some serious marriage problems, in fact they were separated and she didn’t want to be married anymore. He wanted to work it out, she didn’t.
Over the next few months I met her for lunch on a regular basis and we talked about everything. During one of our lunches, I felt compelled to tell her about that night at the movie, when I had prayed for her. It didn’t seem to make much of an impact, and I felt a little let down. I was expecting something more, like tears or a declaration of faith at least! Driving home I felt confused about why God wanted me to pray for her and then tell her about it.
When I came home from lunch I checked email, just like always. And there was a message from her, saying that she couldn’t handle talking about it at lunch, but it was during that time frame when we saw the movie that she began considering divorce and that even during the movie she thought about it. Then I was the one with tears, because I knew without a doubt that God Himself pulled me up out of that movie theater chair, so that I would pray for one of his lost children.
I wish I could say differently, but even after this revelation, she still filed for divorce. And to my knowledge, she is still not a believer. But God used me to get a message through to her: that He does care about her, and about what happens in her life. Hopefully someday that seed will begin to grow.
Since then God has been adjusting my spiritual vision and, fortunately, He has also allowed me to see some victories in the spiritual battleground.
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