She Speaks Prayer Room Series Continued
The prayer room at She Speaks is a little famous. Ladies talk about their experiences there all the time. I definitely wanted to make sure I took the time to visit before the weekend swept by.
Now, the prayer room isn’t so full of God’s presence because of the ladies who set it up, pray over it or prepare it as a sanctuary, although, they are special ladies who love Him. The prayer room is a powerful place where God’s presence dwells because the Proverbs 31 team and many other women set aside a place and invite a sovereign God to dwell. It is a quiet and holy place amidst a crazy, fast-paced weekend where over six hundred women are talking lots and moving quickly.
That said. I started Friday afternoon with a pre-conference session. Before the actual conference had even started, I felt like crying. Seriously. After one hour of instruction, I felt like I had no clue how to deliver the message that burns in my heart.
By Saturday morning the tears were very real and very near. Threatening to spill down my cheeks, tears were pooled in my eyes for most of the morning. Although, I loved the instruction I was receiving and these everyday women had given me much more than advice, I was feeling completely overwhelmed.
I took a chance just after lunch to steal into the prayer room for a few minutes. Now, I crept into God’s presence as a child in trouble might search for her daddy. The tears that threatened to fall were evidence of God’s voice in my heart.
Many of you know, I went to She Speaks this year to get direction. How do I make this dream a reality? How do I figure out what to write a book about? Where do I begin? What do I do next? These were some of the many spiraling questions I sought answers to.
Much like the way I told my daughter to clean her room for the tenth time, what God spoke to me was this, “You know what to do. Now go do it and come see me when it’s done.” This reduced me to tears for several reasons. I’m afraid. I’m scared to take a risk. I saw all the time I had wasted by not moving my feet. But, mostly I saw my fear and selfishness for what they are, disobedience and distrust of my beautiful God.
So I entered the prayer room softly, treading on eggshells. I was immediately engulfed by God’s sweet presence. I was reassured of this. “The One who calls you is faithful and He will do it.” (1 Thess. 5:24)
My name was prayerfully placed by a name of God before I ever arrived at the conference. My name of placed by Jehovah-Tsidkenu, The Lord Our Righteousness.
God once again wants me to know that it’s not what I have done nor is it what I will do that qualifies me. It is what He has given that will fulfill my dreams. How can I not move forward in obedience? How can I not use my voice to share all that He has done in my life?
I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you… And I will put my Spirit in you and move you to follow my decrees and be careful to keep my laws. Ezekial 36: 26a & 27