Momentum of Prayer


A vision often comes to me…every Saturday morning in fact. I see it when my eyes are closed, when I am in the midst of others who are also reaching out in prayer. In this vision I get to see all of us gathered together from an eagle’s eye perspective, like I am looking at the church building as a whole but without a roof.

We move about like little miniature vessels. Some kneel to pray, others stand and sway with arms held high, still others pace about passionately whispering and seeking. One at a time, each of these little vessels begin to glow with a tangible iridescence…individual flickers at first. Yet soon the entire building bursts forth as a radiant beam straight to the heavens.

It doesn’t end there. The light begins to flow through each street of Birmingham. Unstoppable, it bursts through the front doors of those being prayed for. It passes through time to bless the upcoming weekend/year/generation. It changes things.

Today the house of the Lord radiated with the joy of a servant’s heart as an even larger than usual group gathered for Saturday morning prayer to lift up the many helping hands and feet which were currently or soon to be traveling all over the community carrying a message of hope. Just to bless others on behalf of the One who wants to say, I love you.

Coming together to brainstorm and put into action these serve day projects births hope not as a result of the freshly painted walls or repaired roofs but because of the heart behind the hands.

Recently I was meditating on the phrase, hands and feet. I just couldn’t get it out of my head. Scriptures often refer to “the body of Christ.” Simple, right? The hands do the work and the feet make it travel to those around us.

But the phrase just kept coming back to me. Deja vu. Suddenly I realized what it means to truly be the hands and feet of Christ…to truly be his body. Because of his love for us, Jesus’ hands, his feet and his body were pierced and from them flowed the blood of life.

“Anyone who believes in me may come and drink! For the Scriptures declare, ‘Rivers of living water will flow from his heart’” John 7:38

To be the hands and feet of Christ means to be his heart here on earth. From us flow eternal streams of living water, and in my vision I can see them flooding our streets and causing age-old strongholds to come crashing down.

Through him our hearts burn with an unquenchable flame from which flows the only stream that can quench our spiritual thirst.

The same is true for us as was prophesied of Jesus in Isaiah 9:2,

“The people who walk in darkness will see great light. For those who live in a land of deep darkness, a light will shine.”

And it all begins with a vision. It all begins with a prayer, a person who wakes up each morning and says, I am yours. It gains momentum when such people unite on Saturday mornings, reaching out to grasp the ever open hands of heaven.



Rebecca Ryan is a twenty four year old Birmingham native with a heart for music, nature and the written word. When it comes to life, she has decided to put the pen down and let the true author take over, as His story is the only one truly worth reading.  To read more of Rebecca’s BoP Bio, click here.


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