The Urge To Pray
Have you ever felt the urge to pray for someone and then just put it on a list and said, I'll pray for them later. Or has anyone ever called and said, I need you to pray for me, I have this need? Read the following story that was sent to me and it may change the way you think about the way you pray. You will be blessed by this one.
A missionary on furlough told this story while visiting his home church in Michigan. "While serving at a small field hospital in Africa, every two weeks I traveled to a nearby city for supplies. This was a journey of two days and required camping overnight at the half-way point. On one of these journeys, I arrived in the city where I planned to collect money from a bank, purchase medicine and supplies, and then begin my two -day journey back to the field hospital. Upon arrival in the city, I observed two men fighting, one of whom had been seriously injured. I treated him for his injury and at the same time talked to him about the Lord Jesus Christ. I then traveled two days, camping overnight, and arrived home without incident.
Two weeks later I repeated my journey. Upon arriving in the city, I was approached by the young man I had treated. He told me that he had known I carried money and medicine. He said some friends and I followed you into the jungle, knowing you would camp overnight. We planned to kill you and take your money and drugs. Just as we were about to move into your camp, we saw that you were surrounded by twenty-six armed guards. At this I laughed and said that I was certainly all alone out in that jungle campsite. The young man pressed the point, however, and said, No Sir, I was not the only person to see the guards. My five friends also saw them. It was because of those guards that we were afraid and left you alone."
At this point in the sermon, one of the men in the congregation jumped to his feet and interrupted the missionary and asked if he could tell him the exact day that this happened. The missionary told the congregation the date, and the man who interrupted told this story. "On the night of your incident in Africa, it was morning here and I preparing to go play golf. I was about to putt when I felt the urge to pray for you. In fact, the urging of the Lord was so strong, I called men in this Church to meet with me here in this sanctuary to pray for you. Would all of these men who met with me on that day stand up?" The men who had met together to pray that day stood up. The missionary wasn't concerned with who they were --he was too busy counting how many men he saw. There were twenty-six. This story is an incredible example of how the Lord moves in mysterious ways.