It was the second worst day of my life. On a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being worst day ever, this day was probably a 9. Maybe even a 9.5. I got off the phone with my mother after hearing some extremely disappointing news. Through our entire conversation, I bravely maintained a stiff upper lip but after we said goodbye and the call ended, I dissolved into tears. I didn’t understand what was happening. I didn’t know why God was doing what He was doing. All my worst fears were coming true and I felt helpless to prevent them. At that moment the doorbell rang.
To my surprise I found Jonah at our front door. He had come over to wash some of his laundry at our house. For those of you who don’t know Jonah, he’s commonly known as my adopted older younger brother. He’s actually a month younger than me as well as a few inches shorter but he likes to pretend that he’s five years older than me and two feet taller. He constantly annoys me but that’s okay because that’s what older brothers do. He’s also overly protective of me which I don’t mind because I know it gives my father peace of mind knowing that if any young man so much as tries to ask me out, Jonah will first give him a thorough interview and probably a background check just to make sure.
Jonah took one look at my face and immediately guessed what was going on. I was on my lunch break and had to go back to work soon so he quickly gave me a hug and told me that he would be praying for me. As I was getting ready to leave he said, “Wait a second, what am I talking about? I’ll pray with you right now.” So we did. I have several friends who frequently do this. When I share something that’s going on in my life, maybe a concern I have or something I’m struggling through, they take a moment to simply pray with me right then and there. It’s one thing to know people are praying for you. It’s another thing to have people pray with you right in your moment of need.
My friend Jonah and other dear friends have set this example for me, to be willing and ready to pray right then and there with others in their moment of need, only if they want you to pray right then and there, of course. It’s easy to undermine the power of prayer or to think that prayer is something to be saved for a formal or private context. While it might feel awkward and clumsy at first, prayer is one of the means that God gives us to love Him and love one another. I’m so thankful for the people in my life who boldly pray for me and encourage me to do likewise.