“Again, truly I tell you that if two of you on earth agree about anything they ask for, it will be done for them by my Father in heaven. For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them.”
~Matthew 18:19-20 New International Version (NIV)
(this picture was before social distance due to COVID-19)
I fell in love with God when I was just a little girl. It was my Godmother who planted the seed in me. I don’t remember exactly at what age, but I know I was very young for I still did not know how to read. She used to take me to church with her and I could observe with the passion that the people in the church used to praise God and the name of Jesus.
I could not read the Bible at the time, and I remember asking God to help me to learn to read so that I could read His book. I don’t recall exactly how long it took between the time that I asked God to help me to learn how to read and the time I actually started reading, but I have a vivid memory of me being in church and being so happy because when the pastor said to open the bible in a specific chapter, I found myself reading along with the pastor and all the members of the church. I was so happy that I could read. I could read the word of God. And of course, I could read anything (in Spanish at the time).
I developed a special love for God since a very early age. And that love has never leave me. As a little girl, I developed a communication with God. As I grew up, I visited my Godmother less often and also church. But the job was done. The seed for the love of God had been planted in me and even when I might have gotten myself away from the house of God, God was watching over me. As time passed, I found myself missing God. Missing to reconnect with Him again. I realized that nothing in this world could fill the emptiness I was filling. Only God could.
And to my amazement, God always found a way to remind me of his love. Sometimes, He reminded me of his love thru a classmate in college. She would invite me to visit her church. At another time, it was thru a hair stylist, who told me about an event that would take place at a church near me. I did not even realize it until I started writing this article. But God was using people to remind me of his amazing love. And after many bumps, and ups and down, I made the decision that I did not want to live my life without God. I accepted Jesus as my savior and allowed God to be my guidance in my life.
I learned to talk to God about everything. When I would feel upset or frustrated about something I would talk to God about it. When I need help on something I talk to God about it. When I am happy, I talk to God about it. I talk to God daily about everything. God is with me. I share with Him my true feelings and emotions even though I know He knows exactly how I feel; I still try to articulate it to Him. I also meditate on His word. This spiritual connection with God is life to my soul.
God listens to your prayers. God listens to you, whether you pray alone or with a group. But something special happens when two or more people pray together for the same cause. Let’s you and I all pray together for COVID-19 to stop spreading. Let’s pray in the name of Jesus Christ for the healing and prompt recovery of those who are sick. Let’s pray for all humanity, for the healing of the physical body, for the healing of the soul, for the healing of the mind, and for the healing of the spirit. Let’s pray together. And remember that you are not alone. God is with you. God is with us.
Here is the verse again:
“Again, truly I tell you that if two of you on earth agree about anything they ask for, it will be done for them by my Father in heaven. For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them.”
~Matthew 18:19-20 New International Version (NIV)
God bless you & with love,
Querin
Yes! So powerful