I experienced a very special day this weekend.
We went to an afternoon wedding. The eldest son of one of my dear friends who passed away 20 years ago from breast/bone cancer got married.
C. and I became instant friends one afternoon as we were introduced through a mutual friend. Funny thing is…she thought she was to reach out to me to be prayer partners…and I thought I was supposed to reach out to her. Somehow God had it all planned out.
Six weeks after we became friends she almost passed. And that was a pattern that developed over and over for the next three years. We spent a lot of time together. We laughed, shopped and even rode in convertibles with the top down because she didn’t have to worry about her hair blowing. Yes, we were a bit irreverent, as some people might describe it. Some would even think inappropriate. But we really didn’t care. Enjoying the moment was imperative. Zooming through a department store via her wheelchair with me hanging on the back might have been a bit over the top….but…..it was fun looking at the clerk’s faces! My sincere apologies if you were one of the clerks.
And of course…prayer partners…pray. I remember the first time we met for prayer I was the one praying aloud. Then my dad passed away from a sudden heart attack. C. then prayed for me aloud.
Many late evenings after our children were in bed, I would go over to her house and sit with her. Lots of laughs, tears and prayers.
We prayed for our kids every time we met to pray. For their health, their future, their spiritual life and their wives. We prayed that they would be physically, emotionally, spiritually and mentally healthy.
C. of course had a very heavy burden for her children. They were young and she knew unless God chose to heal her here on earth that she would not be here to see all the milestones and give all the motherly advice. We prayed. We cried.
This is just one of the scriptures we prayed over our children: “The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face shine on you and be gracious to you; the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace” (Numbers 6:24-26).
Sometimes it was hard….really hard.
But on this day I saw the answer to one of those prayers. Although her husband moved with the children and we did not stay in touch as we should have…I got to see her eldest marry. He is a fine young man who got a bachelor’s degree as well as a master’s and served our country. And he married a young lady that his momma would be so proud of.
It was such an honor to see this… After 20 years….the answer to a Mom’s prayers.
Friends, we can do everything in the world materialistically and physically for our children. Those things are important. But trust me when I say…your prayers for your babies (and I began praying for my boys in the womb, as well as their wives)…those prayers never die. They are alive and well.
A mother’s prayers never die.
I have seen them answered with my very eyes….many times.
*NIV Bible, personal design