The Prayer That Felt Impossible

Ephesians 3:20

Never doubt God's mighty power to work in you and accomplish all this. He will achieve infinitely more than your greatest request, your most unbelievable dream, and exceed your wildest imagination! He will outdo them all, for his miraculous power constantly energizes you.

What is your greatest request?

We all have them. The ones deep in our heart, in the hidden places. The things we don’t tell anyone. The ones only God knows.

Do you maybe have a grudge against God because you’ve been praying for something and it hasn’t happened yet?

I had an impossible story. I had, what seemed like, an impossible prayer.

I feared for my marriage.

My husband wanted nothing to do with God and to be honest, I had also strayed from the Lord.

We fought. I was bitter, angry and marriage looked nothing like how I had hoped. We were married with 2 young children. He drank and did drugs and the fighting was real and often.

We threw things and stormed out of doors. We yelled. He always came home late. We partied and we battled (oh, could we battle). Really, we were just battling flesh and all that God had for us but the enemy is a thief. He comes to steal, kill, and destroy.

John 10:10

A thief has only one thing in mind-he wants to steal, slaughter, and destroy. But I have come to give you everything in abundance, more than you expect - life in its fullness until you overflow.

No one is out to steal what is worthless.

Thieves steal what is valuable.

Thieves steal your greatest possessions.

The enemy isn’t after material things, he is after eternal things. You are heavenly created, thought of and designed. What we carry is kingdom. We represent what is Holy. The Lord himself fought and died for you, so let me remind you that it will always be a war. Remind yourself when you are fighting with, or for, your husband. It’s not him you are fighting. It’s the enemy.

My husband wanted nothing to do with church or God. If I asked him to pray for our kids, he would refuse to and pray to buddha instead.

Then one day, God spoke to my heart.

I was home alone with our babies (gosh, they were so young). God spoke and it might as well have been audible.

“Pray for your husband. He is so full of potential”

I felt God call me out of my lukewarm, complacent and lacklustre existence. Now I had a mission, a purpose. It was up to me to stand in the gap and to be a bridge from my husband to Jesus.

Generations depended on it. Our legacy was meant for more. These two amazing kids needed this the most. I became focused on believing for the impossible. God gave me a game plan, a list of” what to do’s” and “how to pray’s”

God gives strategy. He provides for every situation. The scripture says, “Never doubt God’s mighty power.”

I’m sure there were times I doubted. Times I was discouraged when my prayers didn’t feel heard. My husband was still drinking and mad that I was taking our kids to church. I couldn’t care, my husband mattered more.

I filled my mind with the teachings of Joyce Meyer. He hated hearing her on the TV, but I didn’t care. I was determined that my husband would turn from his wicked ways. He might be annoyed but I’m pretty sure Hell is worse.

People can say what they want about Joyce Meyer, but that woman got me through so many moments that were on the way to my husband knowing Jesus.

God told me to pray over his shoes and where those shoes would take him.

To pray over his wallet and what that money would buy.

To pray in his truck cab, where he spent so much time.

To pray over his radio, that even the music he loved would make him uneasy.

To pray over him, so when he passed out drunk, I’d curl up beside him and pray.

I called what was not as though it was.

sidenote: I was very honest with the Lord of Lords that I wasn’t a patient woman and I wasn’t about to do this for 10 years. I think he believed me. Ha

So many hours and days, spent praying.

Good thing it works.

Hunter came home one day and told me to sit down. He “had to talk”. (I thought for sure, he was done with Joyce Meyer’s voice and had decided to break it off)

He then said words my heart had longed to hear, and at times, wasn’t sure I ever would.

“Mary, I don’t know what has been happening in my truck cab, but I can’t get away from God. I’m tired of running from Him. I can’t even listen to my heavy metal music anymore. Mary, I prayed and gave my heart back to the Lord”

I still can’t get through this story, this impossible story, without crying. God meant it. He is a man of his word. It was more than I could have imagined.

I had been fighting battles no one knew. It felt dismal, dreary, hopeless and very lonely at times.

A friend had told me in a letter, ”God can change the heart of a man in a moment.”

I clung to those written words. I read and re-read them and it helped me not give up. She will never know how those words impacted my life.

Perhaps these words on this page can be that for you.

Yours is not an impossible request.

He will outdo your wildest imaginations.

Hunter chose a scripture for our family. It’s framed on the walls of our home.

Joshua 24:15

As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.

This coming from a man who once refused to even talk about God. The same man who now tells people about Him and goes on missions trips for Him.

Talk about lofty prayers being answered.

Like He said “...Your most unbelievable dream....”

So, I ask you again. What is your greatest request? It might feel too big, too impossible...but I encourage you to pray about it and to trust God.

Afterall, the scripture says "more than you expect - life in its fullness until you overflow!

Love you,

MM