
Tip/Tidbit: Whose prayers have impacted your life? Pay them back by praying prayers of your own.
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![]() I couldn’t have a week of talking about prayer without including a post about my mother’s prayer life in it. I’ve mentioned it before; there’s no way I could have avoided it for it had too great of an impact on me. Most mornings I awoke to the sound of her prayers, walked in on her in the middle of the day as she was praying, and went to bed with her prayers soothing me to sleep. My own prayer life was pitiful, but I learned how powerful prayer could be by watching her. She prayed for everything, and God answered. Farm animals were healed, neighbors’ needs were met, school tests were passed, cars were filled with gas, cancers fell off, growths were removed-the list of miracles encompasses everything from the insignificant to the life-threatening. Even more profound than those write-them-down-and-share-them-with-everyone kind of miracles was the miracle of prayer’s influence on Mama’s daily life. It was her life-line and her pleasure. She had physical disabilities that destined her to weakness, but she was strong. She had situations in her life that should have made her bitter, but she was delightful. She had emotional chaos bombarding her world, but she was loving and peaceful. She had an excessive work load, but she fulfilled her duties efficiently and skillfully. Prayer extracted the best from her and poured the best into her. It identified her and propelled her small existence into greatness. Because of her prayers, many are healed and many know Jesus. I’m one of those. Eternity will reveal the rest of her story. Mama's persistence in prayer paid off. Yours can, too. Tip/Tidbit: Whose prayers have impacted your life? Pay them back by praying prayers of your own.
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Cathi Manuel
2/24/2015 03:20:06 am
Beautiful . I'm thankful for her prayers
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Octavia Morrison
2/25/2015 11:52:56 am
This sweet lady was my namesake. My mother and she were friends growing up and my my mom named me after her. Like Sister Octavia Hickman, my mom was a praying lady also. And yes, I do know how important the power of prayer can be. I sure miss my mom and my namesake, but God has a plan for us all and I hope to see them both again someday.
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rachel windham
2/26/2015 12:36:09 am
I remember the connection Mama felt to you because of your shared name. I appreciate that your mother held her in such high regard and wanted to give you a prayer legacy.
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rachel windham
2/26/2015 12:39:22 am
That you remember her touches me, Cathi. Mama always had a heart for people, and that included our neighbors. She did pray for your little family.
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