Esther’s Call to Prayer
As the National Day of Prayer approaches, I have been inspired by various speakers on the radio, especially Charles Stanley. So this morning I got up five minutes earlier in order to have five minutes more to pray. Well, it made all the difference in my day. I had more strength, better health, and a brighter perspective. I was able to work a little here and there, do more activities with the boys, and give them more of the attention that I want to give. And I sensed God reaching out to me in personal ways. He also was assuring me through a book that He drew me to read during nap time that my daily prayers are making a difference. Daily pleading the blood of Jesus over my family and asking Him to send angels to minister and keep safe is bringing God’s protection.
About an hour before Jeff and Joy returned home, I got really tired and icky feeling. I guess I should have got up six minutes early. But when Joy Esther got home, she had a story to tell that would encourage and revive this Mama’s heart.
You see, my little Esther was playing on the playground with her good friend Devon, when the bad boy in class (who shall remain nameless), threw a rock at my little girl. Joy, wearing her brand new light pink skirt with pink tights and dress shoes, quickly ducked to the black dusty ground screaming for Devon to do the same. Devon did not hear or heed the warning, and was struck in the head.
Now I do not know the severity of Devon’s wound, but in the minds of this class of kindergartners, Devon was dying.
Joy Esther called her friends together to pray.
Two of the boys would not join them, saying that they wanted Devon to die. But many others did join Joy in praying for Devon.
Devon was taken to the nurse and bandaged, later to return to class.
An answer to prayer. Wow.
When I was pregnant with Joy, I felt like God spoke to my heart that this baby would be used to bring prayer back into schools. I was humbled and honored, but not surprised, for her father (a school teacher) has that passion in his heart.
When I felt sure I was to homeschool, I just thought I must have heard wrong. If you read my post entitled Seed Wings, you are up on that story.
Joy went on to tell me words that are deeply personal to me, that I will fearfully treasure in my heart.
Then we prayed together for Devon to get better and for the bad boy to come to know Jesus as His Saviour, as well as grow in becoming a gentleman.
It’s an awesome thing for God to work in your life, but words cannot express how I feel to see God work in my daughter’s young life. Oh, and by the way, who cares about the skirt and tights!
Thanks Father God.
Then Esther told them to reply to Mordecai,
“Go, assemble all the Jews who are found in Susa, and fast for me; do not eat or drink for three days, night or day. I and my maidens also will fast in the same way.” Esther 4:15+16a
