Testimony 24

One day I was collecting a document from Amy when I had a prompting I needed to pray for her unborn baby. She was already three months into her pregnancy. Pray for the baby? I had just returned to church; I didn’t know what to do, furthermore she is not a Christian. How was I supposed to pray? So I brushed the idea off. A few weeks afterward, when I received news she suffered a pregnancy loss, I was devastated. The significance of prayers never occurred before this incident. I called upon the Lord to have mercy on Amy and her lost baby. God’s soft prompting could be easily overlooked if I didn’t live a prayerful life.   

A few months later, I was praying at Immaculate Heart of Mary Church during mass when an atmospheric volume of prompting enveloped me: there were stones at the finance department. It left me with a ghastly feel about the stones, which were the reason my colleague Amy suffered a miscarriage. I didn’t think much about it because I wasn’t praying for Amy or anything about the office at that moment. One day I happened to pass by the finance department and I remembered the stones.

So, I casually asked my another colleague Andy whether there were any stones in the office. My jaws literally dropped when he pointed to me that there were two colourful pebbles on Sandra’s table, which Ken gave her.  According to Andy, Ken had a bunch in his office. My facial expression appalled Andy, and he asked me what happened. As much as I wanted to explain the situation, it was inexplicable. I could only pray that everything would be fine in the office.

Another few months down the road, I had another prompting that Amy would be pregnant again. The only way to find out was to ask Amy about it but I held back. I didn’t want to remind her lost, but I also wanted to congratulate her. So I prayed for her and this time round she conceived a healthy baby. I thanked and praised God.