Ooo… Ahh… We have a brand spanking new bathroom. After gutting our old one, we put in a new one with the most beautiful floor to ceiling tiles and clean white vanity.
That’s probably why our hearts hit the floor this morning when our son took a shower, went downstairs, and discovered a major leak from the new bathroom above.
We opened the closet, shone a flashlight on and around the pipes behind the new tub, and everything was drenched, especially our new so-called “drywall.”
How could this be, Lord? Don’t we have enough fires to put out today? Yes, I know this isn’t of earthquake proportions, but still, God. It’s just soooo disappointing.
My husband and I prayed both together and apart. As I watched my big guy press into the light and push back the darkness, something struck me, so I let it slip off my lips:
Prayer is like bathroom caulking. We put prayer covering over every area of our lives because we want to prevent leaks and seal old ones. Yep, prayer is our spiritual caulking.
After my husband who’s used to me gave me a brief smile, I cracked open my prayer journal to spill my leaky thoughts.
Ok, Daddy, here I am again. Good morning! Hey, I’d like some of the usual, please. Could you kindly bring my family closer to you? Help us make wise decisions. Help us with our hearts, our schedules, our relationships; oh, and please heal our bathroom!!!
Prayer is our armor and war. It is both defense and offense. It is intimate Spirit-language that reaches heaven and is bigger than any conceivable freakout.
Have you ever wondered what would happen if we could see the invisible under-workings of prayer? Or what it would be like to closely examine the before and after results? We’d see pictures more dramatic than my cushy bathroom, because prayer is that radical. No wonder why Satan tries to get us to doubt, forget, get busy, fall asleep, and leak, leak, leak.
Satan sniffs around for the slightest trace of mold and weakness, the tiniest nook and cranny opening where he can reap, wreak, and leak destruction. Satan hates our motion to pray, because he knows it ushers angels to action.
If we forget to cover ourselves in prayer, we don’t need to worry because Christ is still our covering. Every day, He’s our heavenly intercessor. He covers and recovers what has been lost and stolen. What a privilege to partner with Him and entrust our lives to His Sovereign care.
It’s easy to forget the privilege of prayer when our brand spanking new bathroom leaks on our heads from who knows where while we’re already doing everything we can to stay above the water.
However, we’re mountain-movers, all of us. We need to look to the one who holds the mountains and see how teeny tiny they look beside this God of ours whose earth is His footstool.
Here you go, big capable Daddy. Now take this mountain. We cast it off because you want it. Thank you for your power that so mightily works within us. You’ve got this and we thank you we can face it together.
We align ourselves with you and trust you with all our internal and external remodels and renovations. You are able to do exceedingly abundantly more than we could ever ask or imagine.
You are God, and we rejoice in your provision, your joy, your patience, your presence, and oh, yes please, your wisdom.
Haha! Now off to call the plumber!
Sorry, I’ve missed you so long, dear friend. I’ve been writing a new book, which you’ll hear about soon, soon, soon.
What would you like to entrust to our co-intercessor today? I want to stand with you, so please feel free to comment below.
By the way, what do you think of our new bathroom remodel (besides the small fact that it leaks)?