As I prayed last night I felt like my prayers weren't making a dent. I then heard the Lord say, "Holly, you underestimate your prayers." I then woke with this small story you are about to read below.
Friends, our prayers are not just a drop in the bucket. Our prayers call angel armies to action. Our prayers pierce heavens floor. Our prayers shake the earth, move mountains, call forth life, and cancel death. Our prayers are more than wishes. They are calling in heavens might to thunder through our surrendered weakness.
Imagine one person pushing a Boulder over a cliff. It doesn’t budge. But then another comes to help and another. Still nothing, but then a fifth person shows up and the Boulder begins to move a little. Then a sixth and a seventh suddenly after the combined efforts of several, the Boulder starts to roll. But then it snags on a rock. The crew needs a bit more oomph to get it off the snag. Their backs are pressed hard against the rock as their legs shake in exhaustion. This Boulder must go to allow the road to open for provision and for the passage for the townspeople. Suddenly another young village person sees the struggle and she comes running. She’s small. Not even a drop in the bucket. She stops and assesses the situation. She thinks, what can I do? If all these people are pushing, how is my contribution of strength going move that giant Obstacle?” She begins to walk away thinking she’s not enough to help but then turns around with the thought, “what can it hurt to try?” she marches her tiny frame over to the crowd of people still pushing with all their might. She finds a spot to place her hands on the giant rock. She digs her heels into the dry ground and she begins to push. And pushed she did. When suddenly, the Boulder broke free from the snag and was finally moved out of the way!
The town folks celebrated! The barrier was gone. The road was open and supplies could finally come to their village. The small girl stood shocked that her tiny contribution somehow moved the biggest obstacle she had ever seen. An old man who was also part of the crowd came to her. He was frail, used a cane, and walked with a hunch, and was tired from the effort of the giant task. He smiled at her and says, “Never underestimate the powers of combined strength. Without our feeble effort’s that ol rock would still be in the road. But we both decided to try and because of that, we were just what was needed to get the job done”
The girl smiled. She began to realize her saying “yes” to a task that appeared it had enough people in it, needed one more push from one more person.
So the next time you say, “Everyone is praying. There’s enough Warrior contending. They don’t need my feeble contribution” remember this story. The collective PUSH moves what appeared to be unmovable.
Stop underestimating your prayers.
“For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them.””
Matthew 18:20 NIV
“Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.”
Ecclesiastes 4:12 NIV