Last week my phone rang and when I answered it, all I heard were sobs. I looked at the screen to see who was calling me because she couldn’t get a word out at the moment. It was like my “hello” unlocked the floodgates. It was one of my precious girls. She had just learned her father had a massive heart attack and died. Her step-mother was able to revive him with CPR and then the paramedics arrived. Between the house, the airlift to the hospital and the ER, they had to use the paddles on him six different times to start his heart. It didn’t look good. She said he was on a ventilator and his brain activity was weak. She was a train wreck. She called me to intercede for her daddy.
We prayed down heaven while she stood in a hospital in one state and I stood in a mall halfway across the country. She said she felt better just knowing I was praying for him. I reminded her there was One whose prayers were more powerful than mine who would intercede on her behalf if she would ask Him [Romans 8:34]. Hebrews 6:19-20 says,
We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure. It enters the inner sanctuary behind the curtain, where Jesus, who went before us, has entered on our behalf. He has become a high priest forever, in the order of Melchizedek.”
Jesus is before the Father. He has complete access and His prayers are always heard by the Father. We never have to wonder if He’s listening. We, too, can have the same kind of access Jesus has with the Father. Hebrews 5:7 says,
During the days of Jesus’ life on earth, He offered up prayers and petitions with loud cries and tears to the One who could save Him from death, and He was heard because of His reverent submission.”
Don’t miss it. The last eight words of that verse offer us confidence as we enter our prayer closet. Jesus’ prayers weren’t heard because He was the Son of God. His prayers were heard because of His reverent submission.
You and I can ensure our prayers are heard, too, if we enter the Throne room of God in reverent submission. That posture tenders the heart of God to us and our requests.
I received another call from my sweet girl yesterday. The response on the other end of the line was quite different this time.
Mama, my daddy came home from the hospital today!”
She was elated. She couldn’t stop praising God.
He heard my prayers, Mama. He heard me asking Him to let my daddy be healed and he is!
Now, I know we don’t always get the answers we’d like to our prayers, because in His wisdom, the Lord has different plans; however, that’s a lesson for another day. For now, she knows the Lord hears her prayers. Do you? Do you know He’s listening and He cares?
Take a moment today to share your heart with Him. I promise, He’s listening.