My Prayer Life - Part 9 - "A Son Goes to War"

Part 9:

A few days before Joe left for Viet Nam

God did answer that prayer (previous post) many years later just before Joe went overseas to Viet Nam. I was so troubled and torn up with the thought of sending my boy off to war, maybe to be captured by a ruthless enemy who could break his spirit and cause him to deny Christ, or maybe to lose his life. Mothers have a way of looking on the bad side of things when it comes to her children. I began to pray that the Lord would just let me know about my boy. I was so disturbed and torn up I couldn't think of anything else. One day before he left, I was sitting in my chair reading my Bible. I began to cry and pray, and I raised my hands toward heaven and said, "Lord, Your Word says to lift up holy hands to you, and I lift mine up through the blood of Jesus Christ because that is all the holiness I have. I ask you now to take Joe and keep him, and give me peace in my heart and strength to bear whatever You have for us... In Jesus' Name I pray."...

...and...

the Holy Spirit fell on me in such a mighty way. A peace came flowing over me and it felt like it went from the top of my head to the tip of my toes. I was so happy and relieved! I just praised the Lord! I knew what the scripture meant when it said, "...the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace...." I experienced it there on my knees.


Read the next entry in my prayer journey - "It's a Girl"