The Battlefield of Prayer

Last summer, baby sista, Aimee and I drove to Concord, North Carolina to the incredible She Speaks Conference. It was the BEST 3 weeks pay I have ever spent. Ever. (The retreat wasn’t 3 weeks of pay…but we did spend about that much in all.)

Luann Prater, speaker for Proverbs 31 Ministries shared her heart with us on that Saturday at the “She Speaks Conference”. I urge you to go to the site and purchase the CD of the session, “Preparing for the Battlefield Through Prayer”. I promise you will be blessed. (You may have to call them and request it now, since it was last year.)

When Luann concluded the session, she reminded everyone to go by the “Prayer Room” and find “your name”. So, immediately I made a bee line for the prayer room. I mean, I wanted to know where my name was…

I was already weepy-eyed from the session, but when I entered the prayer room, a feeling of utmost holiness came over me. I had the immediate urge to remove my sandals. I did so quickly and put them against the wall with my bag. Now, I didn’t check the feet of the other women in the room to see if they felt the same urgency, but I knew God had a message for me and I was on ground that had been prayed over and into with the mightiest of fervency.

As Luann had said,the “Names of God” were on both tables, along with little slips of paper scattered randomly all around. As I looked at the first Name of God, it was, El Olam, the Eternal God, the Everlasting God. The next line said: “He is the beginning & the End, The One who works His purpose throughout the ages. He gives strength to the weary.” As I read that, I said to myself and to the Lord, “I am weary”. As I searched the table, peering at all the names, I realized my name was laying directly on that page. As tears began to fall down my face, I realized this was the Lord’s love note to me.

Read Genesis 21:33; Psalm 90:1-2; Romans 1:20. I will share Isaiah 41:28-29 “Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.”

I cannot express fully the impact of the feeling of that room. If you can imagine standing at the entrance of the cave where Jesus had just been resurrected …the feeling of expectancy, the urgent desire to “seek Him”. That is exactly what everyone began to do as they entered the room. There were benches for kneeling, chairs placed in circles for group praying, and there were pillows on the floor to fall on your face before the Almighty. There was music playing softly…and I think I could detect the swooshing of the wings of angels as the carried the prayers and praise up to the Father in Heaven.

I knew that I needed to find Aimee as quickly as possible—to show her “her name”! As I began to make my way back to my shoes, I wondered, “how will I find her in this crowd of women”, for by now all the classes had dismissed and there were women everywhere! But when I opened the door, with her back to me stood Aimee, directly in front of me at one of the many book tables. I hurried over and told her “you have got to come find your name!” She looked at my face, tear streaked and puffy-eyed, and I am sure wondered what I had just seen.

As we walked into the room, I slipped my shoes back off and she did likewise, we walked over to the first table, as she began to read, I told her to look for her name as she read the Names of God. I already knew where her name was, but didn’t tell her right away. When she found her name, after she read the page nearest her name, she too began to weep. The Name of God was, “Jehovah-Nissi”—the Lord is my Banner!

She explained that the Lord had given her that very scripture when her son had gone missing for a few days last year. As the family sought God, in His love and mercy, He whispered into her heart that He was her Banner! The scripture verses listed was the VERY VERSES that He had given her through those hard days of living.

The name of each woman at the conference was on those tables. Laid out before the Lord, we are vessels for His use. As lives were changed this weekend, the Lord is preparing us to seek Him more, work in His fields, prepare His harvest, doing what He calls us to do, as we live our lives each day. In the world, but not of the world.

Sitting in groups as we were, around the large tables, with the noise of chatter on everyside, I had to “scoot” my chair up close to those around me to hear what they were saying. Ladies, scoot your chair up close to the Father so that you can hear Him as He speaks to your hearts everyday. He does you know. He loves it when we share our hearts with Him.

Have a BLESSED day! I love you all! (I think I surprised all my new found friends when I hugged them, I told them I loved them—for girls…I truly do.)


Be sure and visit our Bloggers Retreat site and get registered for the October retreat! Registration fee is only $100! We will have 8 of the sweetest and BEST speakers pouring their hearts out with a message from the LORD to you!

About Angie Knight

On a journey with purpose, with my best friend and love of my life! View all posts by Angie Knight

10 responses to “The Battlefield of Prayer

  • Karen

    OK…the Lord is trying to tell me something…about an hour ago I read your original post about this from last summer and teared up as I imagined the sweet Spirit in that prayer room…well, I read this post again and that same sweet Spirit is ministering to me now as I am reminded of His love and mercy and the strength only He can supply to bring me through the valley…thank you for allowing the Lord to use you and your words to bless others!

  • Denise

    So very beautiful, love you sweetie.

  • Linda

    Angie – I had a similar experience at a Women's Retreat years ago. We had just gotten a frightening diagnosis in our family. I almost didn't go on the retreat – I was just devastated.
    In our first small group meeting the leader, whom I had never met before, handed us each a Name of God. When I saw mine, I could hardly believe it. It was Jehovah Rapha – our Healer.
    I have clung to that ever since. I believed it to be a word from the heart of the Father to my hurting heart.
    He is so good to give us just what we need.

  • Denise

    I am scooting my chair………..

  • Alleluiabelle

    Hi Angie,

    Oh what a powerful post! Our God is such an awesome God. This posting inspired and encouraged me today. I was meant to come here and read it, as we are go through great trials with my husband's health and my own right now, this was truly a refreshing wind blowing across my face this morning. I thank the Lord for such wonderful friends via the blogosphere, especially for you today Angie, as your words touched me deeply.

    God bless you sweet sister.

    Blessings & Hugs,

  • Grandma Elsie

    Oh Angie,
    I set her with tears in my eyes trying to see to type.
    I can feel his Holy Spirit through your post about everything.
    How wonderful is our God and how he let me feel his sweet presence that was in that room ,just as you who was there felt it.
    Thank you, thank you for sharing ..
    Elsie <><

  • Barbara

    What a wonderful post. I would so love to go to a She Speaks Conference…maybe next year, but I enjoyed your sharing of the prayer room.

    Thanks for you kind and supportive comments on my blog. I look forward to meeting you at the conference. I haven't registered yet but will be doing so in late August probably. It's only about 2 hours from me. I can hardly wait.

  • LisaShaw

    Sis, this was beautiful!

  • eph2810

    Thank you, Angie for sharing this story again 🙂 – It truly gives me goose-bumps. Yes, He knows our heart and He loves it when we share our heart with Him.

    Love you right back, my sweet friend…

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