I don't recall how we met. All I know is we have been sister friends since junior high. She didn't live too far from me and we formed a pretty important friendship through the years that has made her feel like a sister to me. We'll call her Carly—and she has no idea the impact her friendship has had on my life.
Carly and I grew up in very different households- Her family didn't go to church regularly that I knew of. Her dad scared me a little—He drank and yelled a lot. My Dad rarely raised his voice and never touched a bottle...but we had New Kids on The Block in common. And we were both madly in love with Michael J Fox, and Patrick Swayze. We built a firm foundation from there. She spent time at my house and loved my parents. They treated her like she was one of the family and she called my Dad "Pop".
We kept in touch through the years—she was in my wedding and came to visit all the important events in my life. Carly would call me and message me to pray for "the right guy". She thought she had him at one point. She asked me to pray for them and I did. They broke up. Don't blame me.
We started praying for the "right guy" and she finally was married two years ago and didn't hit the brakes on planning a family. I noticed a pattern—a privilege I was given to pray for the big stuff in her life. We prayed for her marriage and when the time came we started praying for babies! The news came back that pregnancy would require medical intervention. We prayed some more. I brought girlfriends in on the prayer process and I prayed boldly believing that my sweet friend would soon be a mama. The first round of treatments wasn't a success and we were all heartbroken. My dear girlfriend and I did the only thing we knew to do: We met in Gainesville for pizza, shopping, and an ugly cry.
A few months later we started praying earnestly for the next round of treatments. The news came back that Carly was pregnant. We celebrated and started praying again; this time for a healthy baby. God blessed her abundantly and revealed two heartbeats at her doctor's visit. Isn't He good?
Weeks later I received a message saying that she was having complications and was very, very scared for the two incredibly small lives she was carrying. By this point I had prayed for these children so much that they felt like my own. Only God knows the impact my knees felt on that day as I hit the ground crying out to Him for their safety and health. Throughout the day, my mind and heart was consumed. My prayer to the Father was for just one of those precious lives to spared and given to a family that wanted them so much. I fasted, begged and pleaded to the God of the Universe, the author of oceans and mountains to bless them by sparing one heartbeat... just one. In His grand and timeless scheme, surely He could stretch His will to cover a single heartbeat for one mortal lifetime. It was a long day. My heart ached as if I already knew the answer.
The phone call came the following day and I dreaded the conversation.
"Two, very strong, active babies" were the only words I needed to hear. Once again I hit the ground on worn out, tender knees to thank Him for the twins. After a brief but major celebration my heart was softened again to hear the voice of my Jesus. He broke my heart and it went something like this:
"Tammy, I Am able. I Am able to do more than you asked. I Am able to split seas and time itself. I Am able to do more than you can think or even imagine. You claim to know me as Creator, Author, Finisher, and God but you didn't think I was big enough to ask for TWO heartbeats. You only asked for one, but I will do as I promised, providing immeasurably more. Because I Am able."
You might have heard the actual sound of my heart shattering that day. My God, forgive my unbelief and my tendency to box You into a tiny little corner. Ephesians 3:20 has since become my banner. "Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us."
What are you waiting for? Do you know that your God has provided a way for you to tell Him the desires of your heart?
Are you afraid He isn't big enough? He'll show you the cross and the empty tomb.
Are you afraid He will say no? Sometimes He does but He'll also say—"Hold on something better is coming."
Look around ya'll. This world is a mess. God is sitting on the edge of His throne waiting to hear the prayers of His people. So pray big. Pray boldly. Pray for the things you can't even ask for or imagine. Who would have thought that Messiah would be a baby? Who would have thought that a knobby-kneed boy would kill the giant and become king? Who would have thought that a donkey could talk or a fish sandhich would feed thousands? Ask for the big thing and don't stop til you see God's work displayed. Can I say it again? Pray.
My sweet friend has two adorable, miracles in her arms tonight because our God is gracious and loving and kind. He out-gives our prayers time and time again. So pray my friends and ask Him boldly to show you HIs power.
Amanda Williams is a forty-year old wife and mother of two who can still swing her pony tail and display just a tad of sass. She is also a Jesus loving girl who realizes she is nothing without the One who saved her. Amanda has two degrees specializing in serving students with special needs and is currently working in the field of Leadership Development. She is a Christian author, speaker, blogger, and publisher who loves serving beside her husband at her local place of worship, First Baptist Church of Ocala.