Recently I heard a message from the Holy Spirit. Oddly enough this happens quite a bit; however, my active response is not wildly rampant. But this time I was with a fellow believer and an amazing friend. She is someone who always encourages me in the faith and gives me strength when fear overwhelms me. She stands firm in her knowledge of God as Creator and Savior and when fear creeps in she knows she is a child of the King. So when we were out a lunch the other day, and I felt the Holy Spirit urge me into action, I simply told her and voiced my fear of doing what it asked. Her presence alone gave me the courage to follow through.
We walked into On the Border with nothing but hunger on our minds. Having waited for Caitlyn’s sister to arrive it seemed as though starvation was around the corner. It was past the lunch rush hour and despite the party of 10 in front of us few people were there to eat. The hostess looked tired and ready to go home and appeared a bit irritated that she had yet another table to seat. Once a table was found for us it took no time for our waitress to tend to us. When it comes to servers she was more prompt than I was used too. Absorbed in my hunger all I could think about was ordering an appetizer. I just barely caught the servers name before “queso dip” left my lips.
After consuming an ungodly amount of cheese and chips my hunger subsided enough to take notice of those around me. The wait staff had dwindled down and just a few servers remained. Being a waitress in the past I knew this was the hour that you either loved or hated. You loved it because you got a ton of tables and made the most tips or hated it because it dragged on slowly and you were counting down the time to leave your shift. If our waitress was dreading it, she showed no lack of enthusiasm. The four of us ordered our food with recommendations from Jasmine (our server).
When our food arrived, we did what any good Christians would. We held hands and prayed. We thanked God for the food we were about to consume and the company we were currently being blessed with. We asked for safe departure and a week that would honor Him. When we finished praying, I looked up. Jasmine was watching us pray. She waited until we had said “Amen” and then brought us requested sauces. At this moment the Holy Spirit spoke to me. I heard Him talking while diving into a plate of refried beans. Despite the small burden He placed on my heart in that moment, I said nothing to my meal mates. We talked and ate. We were having great conversations about theology and church’s purpose. It seemed there could not have been a better crowd to share my burden with.
While Caitlyn’s sister and her friend were talking to one another, I leaned over to Caitlyn. In a soft tone I told her God wanted us to pray for Jasmine. “I’m a bit uncomfortable with this,” I said, “but you’re with me and I know that together we can do this.” Looking back now, I wonder why I didn’t fear how Jasmine would respond to this request. All I could feel was nervousness, but couldn’t pinpoint the exact cause. Certainly my subconscious was worried she’d say no and be offended by our offer. We were close to the end of our meal and Caitlyn asked me, “Should we ask her now.” I responded, “No, let’s wait until she brings the check.” Not sure why this came out of mouth, Caitlyn agreed.
When our checks were sorted out, Caitlyn was about to open her mouth and ask Jasmine, but I felt that it was me who needed to ask. After all the Spirit had prompted me to do it. I looked Jasmine in the eye and hesitated not.
“Is there anything we can pray for you about? Perhaps there is something going on in your life that you wish someone to go to God on your behalf?”
I was sure that I had ambushed her. At any moment she was going to turn and run from this table of Bible-pushers. But instead with tears in her eyes she said, “Yes.” She than began to unload on us about financial worries and relationship woes. She held nothing back. When she finished talking, my mouth opened with no control of my own.
“Do you mind if we pray over you here at this table? Could we just lay our hands on you?” Without saying a word she nodded and held out her hands. The five us gathered in a circle holding hands and Caitlyn opened us in prayer. At this point I was shaking; a bit of nervousness and awe in God’s amazing providence. Caitlyn’s words dripped out of her mouth like honey. Every single one held great meaning and seeped with mercy and love. I could not have said a better prayer. It was certain that the Holy Spirit was talking through her. She told her through this prayer how much God loved her and how He would take care of her. She asked for God’s guidance and love on Jasmine and thanked Him for bringing her into our lives. Once she finished I began to prayer over her relationship with her new fiancé.
I had just been telling Caitlyn the day before how God has blessed my marriage. Before my wedding day and my vows, I had no idea what to expect from my Creator through my marriage. In the past year I have been amazed by the blessings He pours on us everyday. I made it clear in my prayer that God would bless her marriage if they would make Him the cornerstone. We finished our prayers and looked up to see a weeping woman. I now knew why we were to wait to the end of the meal. The restaurant was sparse and her co-workers out of sight. I realized God wanted us to have the privacy for Jasmine.
She looked at us and thanked us whole heartedly for praying for her. She told us how we weren’t initially her table. One of her co-workers was exhausted and over-sat and had begged Jasmine to take us off her hands. Jasmine did. She said we weren’t meant to be seated at her table. She knew that God had a hand in something so simple as what table at the restaurant we were to sit. I left that place on a spiritual high. It was an unmatched feeling to be used by God. And I never felt so uninhibited, trusting in Him with my all.
I share this story with you today because I want you to be encouraged. I want you to respond with the Spirit pushes you. I want you to know that no matter the outcome, God is in control. I want you to know that He ordains even the little things in your life. God is good. He is powerful and He is full of mercy. He loves you more than anyone else and wants you to lean on Him. I leave you with Psalm 46 (NIV).
1 God is our refuge and strength,
an ever-present help in trouble.
2 Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way
and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
3 though its waters roar and foam
and the mountains quake with their surging.[c]
4 There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
the holy place where the Most High dwells.
5 God is within her, she will not fall;
God will help her at break of day.
6 Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall;
he lifts his voice, the earth melts.
7 The Lord Almighty is with us;
the God of Jacob is our fortress.
8 Come and see what the Lord has done,
the desolations he has brought on the earth.
9 He makes wars cease
to the ends of the earth.
He breaks the bow and shatters the spear;
he burns the shields with fire.
10 He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.”
11 The Lord Almighty is with us;
the God of Jacob is our fortress.