Haha. Ok let me explain.
I committed on Sunday that I was going to go to prayer at 6am for the nation. I tried to hit bed early so I wouldn’t be so tired when I woke up. Something happened that NEVER happens…..I woke up at 4am with a huge pain in my chest. I was thinking of calling in sick, because the pain was not going away and I felt like throwing up. I was tossing and turning for a good hour and fifteen minutes.
I came to the conclusion that the devil just did NOT want me to be at prayer this morning. Even being half asleep I processed that and prayed: “God, I thank you that you are bigger than any sickness and disease. I thank you that what the enemy intended for evil, you in intended for good. In Jesus’ name. Amen.” That’s all it took, and within 15 minutes, I felt better and was ready to head off to prayer. Good thing, ’cause this morning was filled with intense and expectant faith. God is seriously so good to us.
I then got to come home and sleep for another hour and a half before having to get ready for work. It was glorious. Good way to start the day out. Some good ole’ fashion prayer.