I would have to say that the month of May would be the most eye opening month for me throughout my freshman year. I'm sure each month played a significant role in my spiritual growth, but it was this very merry month where in God showed me how powerful it is when His people prayed. It felt like the month went by rather fast, yet I learned so much in such a short period of time. God showed Himself in my life so evidently that there was no reason for me to doubt His love, goodness, or faithfulness. He is just so good that I honestly can't do anything, but praise Him for all He does for me. So as I write this story sit back and relax as I share the awesome things God has done in my life. :)
Through the semester I just felt God's presence more and more as I got to know Him. Each week as I spent more time with Him and I got to know who I was a bit more as well. In each area of my life that I chose to surrender, He took it and used it to magnify His glory. But on this particular month God asked me to surrender my room to Him during a worship service at church. Funny thing is that at the beginning of the semester I gave it up to Him I told Him I wanted to make that a place where my sisters could come and find comfort. When they are going through a rough day, doesn't want to deal with their roommate, or just want to talk, it would be the first place they would think of. So when He made His request I was a little confused, because I already told Him once before that it was His already. But then He calmed my mind and spoke clarity to my heart. He asked me to give it up for a place for prayer once as week. I willingly agreed not really knowing what I got myself into. After the service I told a leader who encouraged it and set a time with a few of the girls from my small group. We planned to start it the upcoming Monday. I was delighted to know that a few people were willing to make it at such a short notice.
But then on Saturday it started off pretty typical, running to get errands done, chilling with friends, then I had to go to another town for a goodbye party for someone. But after hanging out with friends I wasn't feeling so good and Katherine called me cuz she knew I was going to the train station and she was heading out of the dorms at this point cuz she was going to have dinner with one of the brothers. Then out of nowhere I suddenly didn't feel loved ...which doesn't make sense...cuz I know soo many people care about me and God loves me soo much that it lead His Son on a cross! On our walk to the station Katherine could tell something was wrong with me. She asked and I told her. She said she knew there was a reason she felt like God was telling her to give me a call and walk together that evening. She encouraged me and affirmed my identity in Christ and in the body of Christ. She comforted me and just loved on me till we got to that brother's house. I felt sick and didn't think I could make it to another town for the goodbye party so I canceled and just had dinner with my friends near campus. We talked about what I went through and they advised me not to let the enemy steal my joy and not to let him doubt who I am in Christ. After we split I went home and as I walked I pictured myself sleeping when I got home...but then I saw this vision of a demon strangling me. I broke down in tears shivering not knowing what to do. The only thing I could think of after prayer was calling one of my sisters named Anna. I told her what was going on and that I was on my way back home. She told me to meet her at the dorm lobby. When I got there we went to my room and I told her about the vision and what I felt. She asked me different questions to get the story right then she said that because of the prayer meeting that was going to take place..the enemy was scared and he was trying to shake me in any way I could to stop it from happening. So we then prayed over me, and my room. Funny thing is that when we prayed we prayed for my room to be a place of comfort and growth. (The same thing I offered my room to God as.) We also prayed that my room would be a room that was set apart. It would be a place where even when none believers stepped in, they can tell it was different. After that I was ok and I rested and went to church the next day. I was fine that day, but when Monday rolled around, the same oppression hit me soo hard! I didn't know where it came from or how. And it wasn't in the form or people not loving me, but rather the lack of communication I had with some of them etc... I prayed all morning even during class. I focused every single bit of energy I had and lifted up the prayer meeting that was going to take place in a few hours. I thought maybe if I left my room the oppression would leave and I could focus more and pray clearer, boy was I wrong. I felt just the same maybe even worse as I ran errands. After coming out of one of the stores I decided to text Anna telling her my situation. She then texted back and told me to praise Him despite what is happening, she added more encouraging words that made a shift in my heart. After reciving that message the song on my ipod switched. and it started with "The enemy's been defeated and death couldn't hold You down." I listend to that song as if it was the key that broke open the chains of my prison cells. I ran/skipped all the way to my dorm praising God and I blasted that song in my room for the rest of the day. During the prayer meeting 3 of my sisters came and we could tell it brought a change in our realationship with one another as sisters and for the rest of the campus. We knew revival was coming so we were contending for it. A week later my small room was filled with 9 girls all worshiping and crying out to the Lord. Talk about a God of multiplication! Our prayers were heard through the hallways and courtyard of the dorm buidings. We knew we were heard and that people's hearts were going to start turnning towards Him. We were all filled with the fire of the Holy Spirit and didn't care if people were annoyed by the noise. We were there to battle for each soul in the building, and we weren't going to be silent about it. After the prayer meeting, one of my sisters named Jessica told us how her heel has been hurting for the past two weeks so we all prayed for her . After the first time prayer for her she said it was 30% better so then we prayed again, after that she said it was A LOT better. Then another sister told her to get up and walk. So Jessica did, she paced around my small room filled with girls and with each step she took she felt the pain strip away! By the end she was jumping and felt not a single pain in her heel! It was amazing as it boosted the confidence of every sister in the room! Not only did it do that but it also brought us together in a tie we can't explain. The day after one of my friends told me how our prayers echoed through the halls and how she felt our floor just be filled with fire from the Holy Spirit! It was amazing! When people from our ministry heard this, they began their own prayer meetings that brought about amazing results as well! We continued on doing this until I had to move out of the dorms, with each week we expected more, hoped more, and felt more of God's presence. From the first prayer meeting to the last my room has become a place of shelter, and comfort for every sister or friend that came. When some of my sisters woud come in they would say how comfortable they feel being in my room. They felt like it was their room and how they could freely do what they could without being scared of what I thought. Each time they would ask how I made it so comfortable I would tell them, my room is basked in the Holy Spirit (no joke) cuz it was prayed over and has been set apart from the very beginning. No wonder it was a place of oppression earlier in the semester, cuz the enemy knew what kind of a palce it would become in the future. Now it made sense why I would only be attacked in my room. I never knew what God could have done with just a small dorm room and all because I was willing to give it up for His glory. :)
More things happened through the days of May more healings, revelations, and miracles. All too much to fit into one blog post. But all I can say is that each time we prayed He listened and answered them. To be honest if I wasn't praying or contending for something I was praising Him for the amazing things He does and continued to do! He is just so amazing that I can't even begin to describe Him in words. He is just soo awesome! I'm going to wrap this post with this, if you are still praying for something to happen in your life or someone else's don't ever be fed with the lie that God is too busy or that He doesn't hear your prayers. He hears them all right, more than you know. So keep on praying, and contending, and always remember to never give up. Be reminded of my May days. :)
Blessings on ya'll!
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