I never knew I could kill someone–I mean literally kill a person, until I found myself in a situation that involved the safety of my babies.
One night, around midnight, in a French ski resort, a man slipped into our European rental van while my children slept in the back. Mike had walked across the street to search for our apartment key and map. Car trouble had caused our six hour delay. The rental office had promised to leave the key in the drop box. But it wasn’t there.
As Mike searched across the street, the drunk Frenchman climbed into the driver’s seat and began to shift the running parked van into reverse. I flailed my arms, pounding on him, screaming for him to get out. If I had had a gun in my possession, I’ve no doubt I would have used it to save my kids.
As suddenly as he decided to climb into the van, the man stopped. Looked at me with a crooked grin. Laughed. And left the car.
My heart was beating out of my chest. I would’ve done anything to save my children.
It’s amazing what motherhood does to you.
My experience helps me relate to a woman in the Bible desperate to save her suffering daughter. Read the excerpt from Matthew:
A Canaanite woman from that vicinity came to him, crying out, “Lord, Son of David, have mercy on me! My daughter is suffering terribly from demon possession.” Jesus did not answer a word. So his disciples came to him and urged him, “Send her away for she keeps crying out after us.” He answered, “I was sent only for the lost sheep of Israel.” The woman came and knelt before him. “Lord, help me! ” she said. He replied, “It is not right to take the children’s bread and toss it to their dogs.” “Yes, Lord,” she said, “but even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from their master’s table. Then Jesus answered, “Woman you have great faith! Your request is granted.” And her daughter was healed that very hour. (Matthew 15:22-28)
The Canaanite woman would’ve done anything for her daughter too. She cried out to this man named Jesus, a Jewish Rabbi whose reputation preceded Him. He healed everyone who asked.
But she did more that petition. She worshiped Him.
The number one strategy for desperate prayers is to worship Jesus first–really worship.
The NIV translates her actions as “knelt down”. Our two words have been used to translate one Greek word:Proskyneo. This word does mean “to kneel”, but the action holds significance.
Proskyneo means “to kiss, adore. To worship, show respect, fall or prostrate oneself before. The ancient Oriental mode of salutation to one who was considered vastly superior was to fall upon the knees and touch the forehead to the ground , often throwing kisses at the same time to the superior…Used of those who pay reverence and homage to deity, render divine honors, worship, adore…” (Key-Word, NIV 1660).
The desperate mama fell to her knees, her face likely touching the ground as she continued her petition. She would not give up the fight. But she fought on her knees. She petitioned, begged, and cried out while she worshiped Jesus. Her actions said more than any words. Her actions revealed that she knew she was in the Presence of God.
There’s just something about getting on your knees.[bctt tweet=”Something powerful happens when we worship Him in dire circumstances. ” username=”wordsbyandylee”]
The number two strategy is to pray and worship on your knees.
It’s not magic. But it will change your heart….maybe even give you courage to pray to Jesus as you never have. Fight on your knees. Worship in prayer.
A friend of mine, Edie Melson, has written a book about praying for your children. I’d love to give two copies away–while we are on the topic of prayer and mamas praying for their kids. Edie is the mother of three boys (now grown men) who have been the source of many late night prayer sessions with God. If you’d like a chance to win her book, While My Child is Away leave a comment. I’ll draw the winner Friday morning on my daily broadcast.
Do you pray on your knees? What’s your favorite way to pray?
I linked up today with Kelly Balarie and Abby MacDonald on the #RaRA Link-Up Party!