Authority in Prayer

All day I had this insatiable desire to just hold my daughter. There was much grief in this
​stirring .....  Haley knew I was disturbed; I started to cry and I told her something was wrong I just couldn't put my finger on it. I just knew that it was going to be bad. I couldn't stand it any longer. My daughter flew up here which meant she would be flying back to Houston, Texas. ​

I'm so glad I belong to a wonderful, mighty God. So, I just gotta tell you something. Yesterday, I woke up with a stirring in my spirit that bothered me all day. It was not good either. And I felt like it had to do with my daughter, Haley. I kept thinking she is fine, she's probably at work. All day I had this insatiable desire to just hold my daughter. There was much grief in this stirring. Well, after church my husband said he got a text to go meet somebody in a nearby town.  Off we go. We arrived and when I got out of our truck, I saw our daughter Haley walking towards us. This was to be a surprise visit. She told me she flew up here and had been camping with one of her best friends from school. She made this arrangement with her dad and didn't tell me; little stinker. The more I was around my daughter that feeling to just hold on to her like it was going to be the last time I saw my daughter grew in intensity. 
Haley knew I was disturbed; I started to cry and I told her something was wrong I just couldn't put my finger on it. I just knew that it was going to be bad. I couldn't stand it any longer. My daughter flew up here which meant she would be flying back to Houston, Texas. I told Haley, if I can't break this, that she was not getting on that flight, that if I had to, I would drive her back home to Texas.  I was praying from Luke 12:2 which basically says "that which is hidden would be made known."  In talking about that flight! It hit me that satan intended to take down her flight home. I went into prayer. My prayer language was very different than other times, very deep and intense. I had to call on some faithful prayer partners to help break this. I sent out that call to prayer at 9:24 pm and by 10 pm, it broke. 
Haley had an early flight back home the next morning. We got her baggage checked in and then said our goodbyes just before she entered that area where they scan you head to toe prior to boarding. 
At the airport, I spiritually, hi-jacked that plane by faith in the name of Jesus. I prayed over every rivet, nut and bolt. I prayed over the pilot and the entire staff, the technicians, the mechanics. I prayed over every panel of metal, even the wires and electronics. I blessed that flight and said, "Lord I want a smooth flight all the way home, in Jesus' name, Amen"

At the airport, I spiritually, hi-jacked that plane by faith in the name of Jesus. I prayed over every rivet, nut and bolt. I prayed over the pilot and the entire staff, the technicians, the mechanics. I prayed over every panel of metal, even the wires and electronics. I blessed that flight and said, "Lord I want a smooth flight all the way home, in Jesus' name, Amen"
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​I'm so glad I belong to a wonderful, mighty God. So, I just gotta tell you something. Yesterday, I woke up with a stirring in my spirit that bothered me all day. It was not good either. And I felt like it had to do with my daughter, Haley. I kept thinking she is fine, she's probably at work. All day I had this insatiable desire to just hold my daughter. There was much grief in this stirring. Well, after church my husband said he got a text to go meet somebody in a nearby town.  Off we go. We arrived and when I got out of our truck, I saw our daughter Haley walking towards us. This was to be a surprise visit. She told me she flew up here and had been camping with one of her best friends from school. She made this arrangement with her dad and didn't tell me; little stinker. The more I was around my daughter that feeling to just hold on to her like it was going to be the last time I saw my daughter grew in intensity. 
Haley knew I was disturbed; I started to cry and I told her something was wrong I just couldn't put my finger on it. I just knew that it was going to be bad. I couldn't stand it any longer. My daughter flew up here which meant she would be flying back to Houston, Texas. I told Haley, if I can't break this, that she was not getting on that flight, that if I had to, I would drive her back home to Texas.  I was praying from Luke 12:2 which basically says "that which is hidden would be made known."  In talking about that flight! It hit me that satan intended to take down her flight home. I went into prayer. My prayer language was very different than other times, very deep and intense. I had to call on some faithful prayer partners to help break this. I sent out that call to prayer at 9:24 pm and by 10 pm, it broke. 
Haley had an early flight back home the next morning. We got her baggage checked in and then said our goodbyes just before she entered that area where they scan you head to toe prior to boarding. 
At the airport, I spiritually, hi-jacked that plane by faith in the name of Jesus. I prayed over every rivet, nut and bolt. I prayed over the pilot and the entire staff, the technicians, the mechanics. I prayed over every panel of metal, even the wires and electronics. I blessed that flight and said, "Lord I want a smooth flight all the way home, in Jesus' name, Amen"​
Later, Haley called to let me know that she landed in Houston without any problems. Remember now, she had already gone beyong the 911 checkpoint when I began to pray with my hubby. Haley told me that was the smoothest flight she had ever been on.
God is so good and so kind, he's so powerful and he hears our prayers. He knows our every need. 
Sometimes, when our spirits are disturbed like that, it doesn't always mean it's the enemy. In this case, God was letting me know that I needed to step into warfare for my daughter's sake. You see, ol' slewfoot cannot sneak one up on Jesus, amen? AMEN! God's got you but you need to learn to work with him so he can help guide you. 
Hit the blue comments link below if you would like to share a special time of victory through prayer. I would love to hear your story. 
​Dee