There we were: all of N-Squad scattered about this beach house we were living in while at debrief. Some people standing, others sitting. But all worshipping the Lord regardless. 

As we were worshipping, I was singing the songs and hearing the words but I felt like God had something more for me than just conventional worship. I asked Him to give me a specific person to go pray over or to give a specific word. Worship continued and I sat there, still singing the songs and hearing the words. But this time I was expectant that He would reveal someone to me. Then he gave me a name and I thought “thanks God” and started to take a step but He spoke again and said “wait.”

At this point I thought  “c’mon man, really? I asked for you to give me a specific person, then you did and now you’re saying wait? That doesn’t make any sense.” But even so, I waited. 

One song came and went. Another song came and went. Then one more.

Eventually I started wondering whether or not I really heard His voice, whether or not He had really answered my plea. 

Another song came and went. 

Then I heard it:

“Go” 

And I thought "Wait what right now?"

“Yes, go” 

As I stood up and started to make my way across the room I was contemplating what I was going to say or pray or do. With each step came more panic. Was it really Him? Should I really do this? 

I finally reached her. 

In one fluid motion I squatted down, put my hand on her shoulder, and started praying.  I didn’t get past “Dear Lord” before she shot up and threw her arms around me in the strongest embrace I have ever felt.  

It felt like she was holding on for dear life.  As she clung to me, I could feel her body shake ever so slightly; like she was crying but didn’t want anyone to know.  

In that moment, I felt that I was supposed to continue to pray for her.

All of a sudden I was praying for her, but I didn’t feel like the words were coming from me anymore.  How could I be praying such specific things over this sister?  Then it hit me, I’m not the one praying these things over her right now.  

As the song came to a close so did my prayer.  

As we dropped the embrace, she looked up and I felt like her eyes were staying straight to my soul.  I asked if she was okay and all she said was “I prayed for someone to come and give me a hug.” 

I don’t tell you this story to glorify myself.  Quite the opposite actually.  I tell you this story to share how incredible our God is; how He wants to use us to partner with Him to further His Kingdom.

He used my willingness. 

I believe that God is always wanting to use us.  It might not be during a worship set or at church, but literally anywhere.  He uses our yes to bring glory to Him.  

God used me to answer someones prayers.  If we give Him space, I believe He will do the same for you.