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A Little Girl’s Prayer Sunday, May 25, 2008

One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all we could do she died leaving us with a tiny premature baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty keeping the baby alive, as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to run an incubator) and no special feeding facilities.

Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. One student midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool the baby would be wrapped in. Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had burst. Rubber perishes easily in tropical climates.

“And it is our last hot water bottle!” she exclaimed.

As in the West it is no good crying over spilled milk, so in Central Africa it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles. They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways.

“All right,” I said, “Put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts. Your job is to keep the baby warm.”

The following noon, as I did most days, I went to have prayers with any of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle. The baby could so easily die if it got chills. I also told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died.

During the prayer time, one ten-year-old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt conciseness of our African children. “Please, God,” she prayed, “send us a water bottle. It’ll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby’ll be dead, so please send it this afternoon.” While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added by way of corollary, “And while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little girl so she’ll know You really love her.”

As often with children’s prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say, “Amen?” I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything. The Bible says so. But there are limits, aren’t there? The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from the homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had never, ever received a parcel from home. Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator!

Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses’ training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door. By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there, on the verandah, was a large twenty-two pound parcel! I felt tears pricking my eyes. I could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children. Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting. Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. From the top, I lifted out brightly colored, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out. Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little bored. Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas — that would make a nice batch of buns for the weekend. Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the… could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out — yes! A brand-new, rubber hot water bottle! I cried. I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward, crying out, “If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly, too!” Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted!

Looking up at me, she asked, “Can I go over with you, Mummy, and give this dolly to that little girl, so she’ll know that Jesus really loves her?” That parcel had been on the way for five whole months! Packed up by my former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God’s prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child — five months before — in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it “that afternoon.”

*Helen Roseveare, a doctor missionary from England to Zaire, Africa, told this as it happened to her in Africa. She told it in her testimony on a Wednesday night at Thomas Road Baptist Church on February 4, 1976. The following Wednesday night Jerry Falwell, choked up, said, “I almost feel guilty for standing in the pulpit after the one who spoke here last week.”

“Before they call, I will answer!” Isaiah 65:24.


Again I say to you, that if two of you agree on earth about anything that they may ask, it shall be done for them by My Father who is in heaven.” Matthew 18: 19

When you decide to serve God by being a prayer warrior, it’s an opportunity.

Think about this: The home team has just gotten into the playoffs; someone gives you a FRONT ROW floor seat. It’s a Blessing! You realize it’s a once in a lifetime opportunity; you’ll be there without a doubt. You already know that the game will be totally different from that seat. You wouldn’t trade this opportunity for anything and you won’t miss it. The weather, transportation, nothing can stop you from seeing this first hand!

Well deciding to become a Prayer Warrior will be an experience. You’ll become a V.I.P. You’ll get a front row seat to miracles and answered prayer like never before! I assure you is that you wouldn’t trade it for anything. It’s a whole lot like getting that FRONT ROW floor seat.

One strength that I’d love to see more of in the body of Christ is that people will get a desire to pray for and with other people more and not just for themselves.

Jesus called us to be disciples.

God is going to send people across your path and you’ve got to be ready to minister to them in prayer. If you’ll listen to their concerns and step out in faith, the Holy Spirit will lead you. Now, this is the point of caution: You have to have ammunition. This is how you get it:

PREREQUISITES: You have a heart for God; you love Him with all your heart, mind and soul AND you love your neighbor as yourself. You want to minister and disciple through prayer.

1. You have to develop a prayer life
2. Seek a relationship with God
3. Meditate in the Word of God
4. Speak the Word of God
5. Pray in your own language
6. Pray in the Spirit
7. Listen for that still small voice on the inside of you
8. Give from your heart
9. Believe that you have what you ask for
10. Remember that faith comes by hearing
11. Reach out to others for prayer
12. Remember you work for God and He orders your steps
13. Stay humble
14. Stay Holy
15. Make a decision
16. Be in expectation


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