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God uses us when we’re weakest

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A few days ago, Ruth Wilson was in a place where we've all been – feeling far from God and not wanting to pray. Sick of praying tepid prayers. Feeling self-absorbed and sick of it. God reminded her of the power of prayer through a little old lady. As she shares here, she felt like a mess, but…
By Seth Barnes

A few days ago, Ruth Wilson was in a place where we've all been – feeling far from God and not wanting to pray. Sick of praying tepid prayers. Feeling self-absorbed and sick of it. God reminded her of the power of prayer through a little old lady. As she shares here, she felt like a mess, but God used her anyway.

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That's what my prayers have been. 
I forget to remember how powerful prayer is. 
It seems lame and unimportant because we live in a day that everything is so fast. 
We want instant results. 
We want our food immediately. 
We want a text back in 30 seconds.
I mean I sure do. 
I apply that mindset to the Lord as well. 
If I wake up in a crummy mood and ask the Lord to "fix my day" and He doesn't within my 15 minute drive to work… 
I think he's unresponsive.
 
This all blew me up today when I was going through security at the airport 
and this little old lady in front of me was fumbling through security… 
She turns to me and explained she hasn't ever flown before. 
 
I asked her where's she headed and she literally fell into my arms. 
 
Through tears she described how she got a call this morning that her 
son and three grandkids under the age of 10 died in a house fire last night 
and her daughter in law is in in a coma… not even knowing what has happened yet. 
 
My soul literally broke in half…

I asked if I could pray and she just collapsed and started bawling again.
Thanking me… saying she's never needed it more than ever and the Lord 
is the only thing that could sustain her and her family in this time. 
 
I hugged her tight and started praying… trying to hold it together but I started bawling too. 
Tears of both heartache and repentance. 
For her situation but also for my sick heart. 
My broken heart… 
trying to steer away from talking and representing the one who holds it all. 
 
The only who holds us when we don't even realize it. 
The only one who will be there in the end. 
The only true comforter. 
 
In that moment I threw my hands up again. 

Lord teach me how to prayyyy.

I've prayed more today than I have in forever. 
Specific prayers. 
Expecting prayers. 
I'm starting to ask for more situations like this. 
 
God put people in my path that need your love. 
That need your comfort and freaking Hope. 
Even those who are hard hearted… 
Brokenhearted. 
Heartless. 
Put me in those places at the right time… 

Even if I don't know what to say… use me.

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