I failed God. I failed him, my child and someone else's child.
I learned several months ago my daughter had a "boy" that was just a little more than a friend and of course my first action was to creep his twitter and facebook - because that's normal.
I was not thrilled with my findings - not that he was horrible but this was MY baby girl and anything less than a nerdy, Jesus-loving, hermit wouldn't satisfy me.
At this point in her life, just weeks before her 17th birthday, she had not been on any dates, or even really had any "love" interest.
A Momma's Preparation
You see, I have prayed for this child's future mate. I have prayed that God would raise up a Godly man for her; a man to be her best friend first and love of her life later. I have fasted and prayed for this for all of my children. I believe it's our responsibility as parents to pray for such things for our children. We should pray that God intervene in their lives, guide their footsteps and protect them at all times.
So it was a shock that there was a boy who wasn't Jesus on the radar. Stay with me before you judge me...I'm just a momma after all.
I have taught my children that their personal witness of Christ was the most important thing that they could show their peers. Not to beat people over the head with Bibles or scream judgment over them, but to be Jesus through their actions. Be kind, be gentle, be loving, be bold about their faith and love for Christ, and be prepared to share the Gospel if anyone was ever curious as to who Jesus is - prepare themselves with the "whole armor of God," as scripture says.
This young lady did just that, I later learned. This is of most importance in this story. I learned she was bold about her love for church, and how she had read through her Bible multiple times, and how she was able to answer questions about God as they arose in conversation. Her invitation to church was profound.
God Worked it Out
Last Wednesday I sat in a service where the preacher said, "Are you finishing your prayers?" I knew exactly what I was suppose to do.
You see, I have written in my prayer journal all summer that God remove this young man from my daughter's life. I didn't believe he was the "best friend" I had been praying for. I knew that I had been praying my flesh and not God's will; the Bible says that it's God's will for all to be saved.
I began to write in my journal that God draw this young man to him, convict him, save him...
The next Wednesday night, the "boyfriend" went to church with us, at the girl's invitation. My pastor announced that he was not closing service but would be there the next night to have church again if anybody wanted to return. I have never seen him do this in the three years I have been at this church.
When I got home after church and walked upstairs, the boyfriend said, "thank you so much for taking me to church tonight, I really liked it." I got the chance to tell him my story and some of my daughter's story of salvation. He asked if he could go back with me Thursday, even though the girl had to work and couldn't be there.
So the next night me and the boyfriend headed to church.
By the end of the service this young man had asked me to pray with him and he found his salvation that evening, our Youth Pastor also prayed with him and led him to Christ. He was so excited, he told the pastor, "I feel brand new!" I told him he was quoting scripture and he didn't even know it.
A man gave him a Bible and asked him how old he was. He said, "I'm 18, I turned 18 on June 27."
I asked him if he said 27, he said yes, that's my birthday.
Behind The Scenes
We had church again Friday night and again, he and I went without the girl. He raised his hands and worshiped, he prayed with others, and he never quit smiling.
After service I apologized for not praying God's will in the beginning, and I pulled the curtain back for him so he would never doubt God had orchestrated a huge production for him to receive his day of salvation.
What he didn't know was how God had changed my prayer just one week prior.
He didn't know that we NEVER have church on a Thursday out of the blue.
He didn't know that Thursday morning the Youth Pastor walked into my workplace to pick up parts and I took him in my office and told him how the boyfriend was coming back to church with me Thursday, and the Youth Pastor said, "I wasn't going to come tonight, I had work to do on my house, but now I am going to be there."
He didn't know that God gave me a number and uses it to confirm things for me in certain situations, and how that number 27 will come up in ways that I cannot create. The boyfriend spoke that number 27, confirming to me that all this was real and he had really been renewed, recreated, and redeemed.
I don't know if this is the boy I have been praying and fasting for BUT what I do know, now, is that anytime a person is placed in our lives it is our opportunity to be a witness, be an intercessor for them, and lead them to the rock, the chief cornerstone, the way, the truth, and the life. We can make a difference, one person at a time.
I really like this kid - he's just like my daughter and now that he has gained his relationship with Christ, he is able to see this world with new eyes, understand God's ways - which are higher than ours.
God is good, all the time...