Here’s a story that’s come out of our 24-7 prayer room at Hampden Park:
My husband was diagnosed with another illness on top of everything else that he’s got, which is going to affect our future a lot. And I couldn’t really see how we were going to cope with the future, with what it would bring.
So last Thursday, which was 6th September, Terri said to me “why don’t you go in the prayer room and talk to God”.
We went to the group meeting feeling very low still. Terri persuaded me to spend an hour in the prayer room. At first I said no, but then went in.
As I entered I felt a real presence of God. I sat down facing a wall and said “okay God, speak to me”. I prayed for about half an hour for family etc, then I had this picture (or vision) appear in my mind. It was a bit like a dream, but so real:
Ruben and I were walking along a path, hand in hand. A man approached us. He was quite young, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt.
He said “the path ahead is very rough. It’s full of brambles, rocks and thorns. I will help you.”
He took us both by the hand and walked along the path with us. When I looked down, all our feet were bleeding. None of us had any shoes on including the young man.
Soon we came to the end of the path and a smooth road was ahead. The man let go of our hands and said “you will be okay now” and walked away. We continued on our way. I had a real feeling of joy as I sat there.
At first I didn’t understand why all our feet were bleeding, but I think it was to show that Jesus suffers with us, and he knows how we’re suffering.
Two days later during my quiet time at home the picture came back again. This time there was a difference. At the end of the walk I asked the man who he was. He said “some say I am nobody. But to you I am everybody.” Then he walked away as before.
I feel a load has been lifted from my heart. I see a future now that I didn’t before: hope and joy.
— Lynn, Hampden Park Venue
If you’ve got a story from our 30 days of prayer, we would love to hear them! Let us know at: www.kings.church/forms/your-stories