Have you ever prayed fervently for another person, group,
or cause, and then realized that God wanted you to be part of the answer to that prayer? Nehemiah mourned, fasted, and begged God to restore the wall of his
beloved city Jerusalem, which had fallen into total disrepair.
When the king perceived his cupbearer’s distress and asked
what was wrong, Nehemiah prayed again before responding – a quick, piercing
arrow prayer calling out to God for help..In that instant God made it clear to
Nehemiah that he was to play a key role in the solution to his request, and he
asked the king to allow him to return to Jerusalem to oversee rebuilding of the
wall (Nehemiah 1;2).
As I wrote about last time, our trip to Dallas for our
dance ministry was emotionally challenging, given the stress and uncertainty
over Hurricane Irma and how our family and properties would fare in the storm.
Yet God used fellow Christians among us to encircle us in prayer, which greatly
uplifted our hearts and helped to give us the peace that passes all understanding
(Philippians 4:7).
I firmly believe that God heard our heartfelt prayers, and
those of other prayer warriors throughout Florida and the nation, begging for
His mercy despite our sins. I believe that He answered by diverting the storm
from fully attacking Tampa and other heavily populated areas, and by calming
the hurricane force winds to lessen the overall destruction. Because of God’s holiness,
He will judge us (Revelation 6:10),
but because of His mercy, He lessens judgment (Isaiah 30:18; Psalm 101:1).
How amazing that we have a Father Who cares for us and
gives us the awesome privilege not only of praying to Him for our own needs,
but for those of others! Not only has he entrusted us with the responsibility
to witness to others so that they can be saved by faith (Ephesians 2:8-9) in the death, burial and resurrection (1 Corinthians 15:1-4) of His Son
Jesus Christ, but He allows us to be His coworkers, praying for others and
being part of the solution to their prayers (James 5:16),
In addition to the danger of the storm, we experienced
other spiritual warfare in Dallas – but Jesus won! Praise God that Christ gives
the victory (1 Corinthians 15:57),
and if God be for us, who can be against us? (Romans 8:31)
One of the worst challenges was the evening of the dress
rehearsal. After I applied my stage eye makeup, somewhat closer to the lash line
than usual because of the character I portrayed, I had a mild stinging and
irritation in my eyes, but thought it would go away. During the evening it
developed into an allergic reaction to eye makeup so extreme that both eyes
turned crimson.
I experienced the worst eye pain I had ever felt, even
worse than the pain of corneal abrasion or of eye infections I had had before.
I actually felt like tiny knives were gouging out my eyes! During the last
dance we rehearsed that evening, tears were streaming down my cheeks, and I
could no longer bear to even look into the light, so that I danced much of it
with my eyes closed. Afterwards brothers and sisters in Christ spontaneously
gathered around to lay their hands on my shoulders and pray for me (James 5:15).
One cast member who suffered from ragweed allergy offered
me an antihistamine, which I accepted gratefully in hopes that it would begin
to address the problem. Another offered to call her eye doctor, but I knew that
they would not prescribe anything over the phone, especially for a patient they
had never seen. She offered to take me to the Walk-In Clinic the next morning,
but we would not be able to do that and still make our early morning call for
the first matinee.
That night the unrelenting, intense pain kept me awake,
although the antihistamine seemed to help a little. As a retired physician, I
knew that what I really needed was steroid eye drops. Yet my license has long
been inactive, so I could not prescribe them for myself, and I knew that no
doctor would prescribe them without seeing me. “Please, Lord – send me some
steroid eye drops!” I begged through the night.
The next morning, at a group meeting before the show, a cast
member who had not yet spoken to me during this trip came up to me. “Would you
like some steroid eye drops?” she asked, unaware that this was the very
specific answer to prayer I sought.
What an amazing blessing! I instilled the drops at noon,
and by the 2PM show, I was no longer in pain and the redness had lessened. I
was even able to apply some eye makeup, so that my facial expressions would be
visible from the stage, although I was very careful to steer clear of the lash
line!
For all the shows, however, I was unable to wear my contact
lenses, and I am legally blind without them! New prayer circles began forming
around me, now asking God to allow me sufficiently clear vision to not fall off
the stage or to miss the overhead lifts my husband Richard and I do, and to
give Richard the discernment to lead me through these challenging moves.
Once again, God answered this specific prayer, and I pray
and believe that He was glorified in our dancing and lift work. The
Meet-and-Greet after each show gave us the opportunity, when complimented on
our dancing, to give Him all the glory, because the only way we can do anything
is by His grace!
The night after the first show, I prayed that He would give
His beloved sleep (Psalm 127:2), to restore us after this painful ordeal that had deprived us
both of sleep that is much needed for this physically demanding work,
especially since Richard is now 70 years old!
He answered that prayer exceedingly abundantly (Ephesians 3:20), for we went to
bed at 9:30PM, and before we knew it, it was 8:30AM --- eleven hours of
uninterrupted sleep! Neither of us has slept that long or that soundly since we
were teenagers!
We prayed for a good night’s sleep the following night
also, because the next day we had a matinee and evening show – four strenuous
dances in total, and we were both still emotionally as well as physically
exhausted. But Satan had other plans, which, of course, could not have
happened unless God permitted it for reasons we don’t understand, for our
ultimate good and His ultimate glory.
At 6AM we heard an incredible racket right outside our hotel room window – loudspeaker announcements, tribal chanting, and even the National Anthem! It turned out this was a street festival, making sleep impossible, which blared on until 9AM, when we had to get up or we would have been late for the show! Then it stopped as suddenly and as inexplicably as it began.
At 6AM we heard an incredible racket right outside our hotel room window – loudspeaker announcements, tribal chanting, and even the National Anthem! It turned out this was a street festival, making sleep impossible, which blared on until 9AM, when we had to get up or we would have been late for the show! Then it stopped as suddenly and as inexplicably as it began.
Despite our lack of sleep, our performances in the matinee
went very smoothly, although I was still fearful in those moments in which we
entered the wings. The contrast between the bright hallway lights, and the
nearly black wings made it even more difficult to see, and I navigated my starting
position and connections to Richard by kinesthetic sense and trust rather than
sight (2 Corinthians 5:7).
But in the time between the matinee and evening show,
Richard had developed chest congestion and lack of stamina, which had started
with uncontrollable sneezing the moment we arrived in Dallas and progressed to
a dry cough. So, when fellow Christians asked how I was feeling, I replied that
I was better, but that now we needed to pray for Richard.
Then Richard was immediately bathed in prayer that he would
be able to breathe freely and to have the strength and stamina needed for our
dancing. God graciously answered those prayers, for His grace is sufficient and
His strength is made perfect in our weakness (2 Corinthians 12:9).
As we danced, I knew that it was a struggle for Richard.
Yet we danced smoothly, beautifully, and seemingly effortlessly, according to
those who commented on it, and I knew that it was only by God’s grace and not
at all in the flesh. Afterwards Richard told me that he prayed before and after
each lift, thanking God for the move just accomplished and asking Him to uplift
the move to come.
Praise God, He allowed us to finish strong, and our dances
in the last show on Sunday also went flawlessly. As we thanked God, Richard
also asked Him that we would have an opportunity for much needed rest and
recuperation.
God also answered that prayer, but not in the way we had
hoped. By the time we returned to Tampa, Richard’s respiratory infection
totally drained him of all energy and he was unable to get out of bed. A few
days later, I developed similar symptoms, and he was diagnosed with bronchitis
and I with pneumonia. Now we are involuntarily resting, while praying for rapid
and complete healing to be able to resume our ministries and service to Him.
But we praise God even in the trials (1 Thessalonians 5:18; Philippians
4:12) for the valuable lessons
He has brought us, including greater reliance on Him and compassion for others
(1 Peter 3:8). We praise Him
not only for allowing us to be the recipient of prayer, but for the privilege
of praying for others in the cast, for physical issues including ankle sprain
and laryngitis, memory lapses, and artistic issues including music and staging.
God is so good, all the time! (Psalm 145:3) He has promised that if we ask, it will be
granted unto us (Matthew 7:7),
perhaps not in the way we had hoped, but always with His perfect solution. May
we ask Him not only for ourselves, but for fellow prayer warriors (Romans 15:1-7), and that His
perfect will be done!
© 2017 Laurie Collett