Rise During The Night…

Rise during the night and cry out. Pour out your hearts like water to the Lord. Lift up your hands to him in prayer, pleading for your children. Lamentations 2:19 NLT

Last night our big generator had a mechanical issue. We have a small 2K yellow-portable generator we use for back-up here at our house. We also use it on Sundays and to show movies downtown or in other villages.

Jose went to get it and we realized that it was stolen on Tuesday night. We have lived in the Mole for over 2 years now and have never had any major theft. It was stolen off the enclosed porch of our kitchen.

I was FURIOUS! Satan has waged war on us since we moved here but he’s gotten pretty fierce over the last few months. He just won’t stop! He’s that buzzing mosquito that I swat at all day long and can’t seem to get rid of.

It was 8:30 at night when the power went out. Jose was busy trying to fix the generator and I had all the kids upstairs. After playing with our flashlights and glow sticks –  it was time for bed at 9pm.

So I got out their Ryobi battery-powered fans and tucked them in. I went to check on them again at 10:30pm. The twins must have been playing with their fans earlier because after only an hour and a half they were dead.

Typically we have a window fan in their room that helps cool the children down. Mikela, Rosie, Malaya, Gabe, Asher, & Levi all sleep together in one room.

When I walked in their room at 10:30pm (still without power) – Asher was having a seizure on the floor. In just that short amount of time – the heat got the best of him.

My anger hit a whole new level – and I bursted into tears. Using a flashlight I took Asher into the bathroom and tried to cool him down with water. I gave Asher my Ryobi fan and put him in bed with me. My mind was reeling….

I just started reading the book Praying Circles Around Your Children. I decided I was going to read by flash light to try to calm myself down. I opened the book to Chapter 3 and this was what was written on the page:

Rise during the night and cry out. Pour out your hearts like water to the Lord. Lift up your hands to him in prayer, pleading for your children. Lamentations 2:19 NLT

So that’s what I did. I put my book down and I started walking circles around my bed – pouring my heart out to the Lord – pleading for no more seizures tonight. The more I prayed the less angry I became. The more I prayed the more empowered I felt.

My house has 2 doors in every room. You can literally walk circles in my home. So that’s what I did. As I walked through the children’s rooms – seeing them hugging their battery fans –  still covered in sweat – I began to pray even more for them. That they would know God has a plan for their lives and that their suffering serves a greater purpose.

I began to reflect on my own words I was praying for my children. If their suffering can serve a greater purpose – than so can mine. I started to realize that had the power not gone out – I would not have prayed so desperately & passionately for my children – certainly not that night.

And what satan meant for harm – God used to strengthen my faith!

All satan did was force this mother to rise during the night, cry out to God, and pray….