Somebody Prayed for Me


“I need God to make someone I NEVER talk to call me with a word of encouragement.”

I lightheartedly spoke these words to my husband about six weeks ago. It’s no secret I’m currently in a difficult season (it happens to all of us). I’ve been doing what I know to do to endure: pray, read my bible, fast, be in community with other believers, etc. I’ve even mentioned counseling a few times to my husband, but I needed more.

I facetiously told my husband how I wanted God to have a completely random person call me with a word of encouragement, but in my heart I was serious.

Well, excuse my bad grammar, but God be knowing.

Two weeks later I received a message on Facebook from a woman I rarely speak to asking for my number. She asked if she could give me a call later on that evening.

She called and told me God had placed me on her heart while she was in prayer earlier that day. She then went on to share and confirm a few things that were ailing me. While unsuccessfully holding back tears I informed her that she was a prayer answered, literally.

“I just told my husband how I needed someone to randomly call and speak life into my situation and he sent you. I’m so grateful.”, I said.

But it didn’t stop there. Two days later I received another Facebook message from a woman I haven’t seen or spoken to in 10 years. She attended my university’s seminary and relocated to Minnesota with her husband to plant a church. She informed me that I’d been on her mind for the last month and every time I’d come to mind she’d pray for me. She simply wanted to let me know she was praying for me and gave me her number if I ever wanted to talk.

Okay God, I see you out here in these streets. But he wasn’t done. Two weeks later I received a text from another woman I rarely speak to or see. The same thing happened to her. She was in prayer and God placed me on her heart. She texted me to simply remind me that God hasn’t forgotten about me.

Wait a minute. Wait. Just. One. Minute. God has always had my attention, but in the words of Jonathan McReynolds he now had my FULL attention. What was happening?


This past Sunday another sister-in-Christ who I adore, but rarely talk to sent me a message on Facebook. Just in case I second guessed, or in this case third guessed, if this was really God answering my prayer he used her as one last confirmation that he had indeed heard me.

And yes, she experienced the same thing. God placed me on her heart. She reminded me that God’s promises to me would not return void and to trust him.


This season is teaching me the importance of community and prayer. I know for a fact I wouldn’t have been able to continue to push through the intensity of this season if it wasn’t for the prayers of my Christian sisters and brothers, the cries of my mother, and the faith of my husband. Where would we be if we didn’t have faithful members of the body consistently interceding on our behalf?

Next time someone “randomly” crosses your mind I challenge you to GO IN (in prayer) on their behalf. Lift up their name to God and pray for them the way you’d want someone to pray for you. They may need it more than you’ll ever know.

Stay golden,


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