Our church has adult Sunday school the hour before service.
We’ve enjoyed attending since we learned about it not long after we moved here.
The usual way to begin is to open the floor for anyone to testify to the goodness of God that week.
It was a bit quiet at first, but a few people had spoken, then one gentleman told us of his gratitude for the Lord’s protection.
His arm was in a sling and he explained that he’d hurt his shoulder trying to start the pressure washer to use at the church the next day.
His words were all encouraging, speaking about how thankful he was that he wasn’t hurt worse and asking for prayer as he’d torn his rotator cuff before.
A couple others spoke and then one man stood and said,
“We haven’t done this in a long time, but I just really feel God would have us pray for our brother’s shoulder right now, that he would come to the front and all the men would pray for him.”
He’d already spoken to our pastor about this and Pastor agreed, so within a short period of time, the man whose shoulder was hurt by the pressure washer was seated and the men surrounded him so much he disappeared from sight.
We all prayed and it was lovely.
When they were finished, I heard my name being called.
The ladies were going to pray over me!
I felt surprise and blessed, but I was totally unprepared for what took place.
One person after another prayed thanking God for my joy, the way I shined Jesus’s love to everyone, and thanking God for my ministry with signing.
Tears ran down my face as my heart was so full of gratitude.
God knows one of the things which had been difficult for me about being unable to speak was feeling hindered in my ability to share Jesus and His love to others.
I had no idea God was shining through me, but it was an answer to prayer and a testament to God, for He is not limited to work no matter what we think might be hindering us.
After they finished praying for me, we all agreed another lady who recently suffered a stroke be seated.
Then we prayed for another lady whose so crippled with age and pain she’s always doubled over unable to lift her head.
Lastly, we prayed for another gentleman whose recently heard something is wrong with his kidneys.
When we finished praying we realized that it was just a few minutes before church.
Sunday school had been all prayer this morning and we all felt it was time well used.
The faces of others reflected my own emotions of gratitude and surprise at the unexpected morning with God.
The service continued and God was so present.
I actually had to work at focusing on the words of the music, because my heart was so full.
The sermon was wonderful and our time ended with communion, which was the perfect finish to our time together.
My heart continued to swell with joy, for this Sunday was a miracle for me.
I’ve not been able to speak at our church since we moved here.
In fact, my trouble with losing my voice has been getting worse, places I used to be able to speak in have been lost.
The Lord spoke very clearly to my heart during my week about totally surrendering my voice to the Lord.
I thought I had, but the truth was revealed when the Lord asked me if I was willing to lose my ability to speak completely.
“No, Lord, I’m not, but I will. My voice belongs to You.”
To bring myself accountability, I told my husband about it all.
I’ve been working at giving the Lord my voice whenever it’s troublesome, to just be thankful when I can speak and thankful when I cannot.
The surprise wasn’t small when God gave me my voice yesterday.
I was so blessed to be able to pray aloud for the other women during Sunday school, when we closed in song, I was able to join in the singing with my voice.
Surprise and wonder were expressions common while I spoke.
Several people commented on “never hearing my voice before”.
Including our WWII veteran who sits in front of us.
He’s quite elderly and wears double hearing aids.
He smiled at me and said,
“You sure do have a beautiful voice. I love hearing it. I hope you get to keep it.”
I smiled back and replied, “Whatever the Lord wills.”
He nodded and smiled, “That’s right, whatever He wills.”
And God’s will was to let me speak all day long.
We were blessed to have friends and family over and I didn’t struggling at all.
I don’t know how long the Lord is going to grant me a voice, but I’m so thankful for His miracle this Palm Sunday.
The Lord had shown me an area I wasn’t completely surrendered in.
He revealed to me His answer to my prayers to be a light of His love even without being able to speak.
God added just an extra blessing and reminded us all that He is the same yesterday, today, and forever.
Hebrews 13:8 NKJV — Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.
Dear Lord Jesus,
Thank You for Your incredible love. Thank You for answering my prayers, that I have been reflecting You even though I’ve been unable to communicate well. Lord, thank You for each of those we prayed for. Please touch them and give them exactly what is needed. Lord, let our lives be a continued testament to Your glory, Your goodness, Your ways. Lord, please help us to remember that when You walked this Earth there were those who rejected You, hated You, and even wanted to harm You, yet Your Word was truth, Your ways honorable, even Pilot couldn’t find any reason to