The Sheer Power of a Prayer Line

“Wow!” That was my response after I’d hung up the telephone from actually being on a Prayer Line. I’ve always been a praying woman, and a staunch believer in God. This includes the times I thought that he was moving way to slow or wasn’t listening at all. A belief in a power much greater than myself, a higher being, “the Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost: Christian faith. All were taught to me early in life by adult believers who had these beliefs taught to them as children or later in life. Back to the Prayer Line intervention which began with an online group titled “Prayer Warriors.” One day out of curiosity, I asked to be added to the group. I keep up with the postings as much as possible, but never went online. Yes, I’d been given the call in number and the access code, to actually become an interacting member of the group.

As I segue from 2012 to 2013, I am happy to say that the New Year has given me a different outlook and updated plan on my life. Which at some point seemed to be handed to me over and over again, definitely by a power greater than myself! Sorry to say that many days I was wondering why I had to keep trying to hang onto to such a life. These bleak memories make me ever so grateful that God did not take it from me and allowed me to work through it. “Can somebody spell hard-core labor?” Each day that I am allowed to take a breath, no matter how physically bad I may feel, the point is “I can feel”

I’ve e had a bevy of health issues upheavals and scares along the way and have gone from one physician, treatment plan, suggestions and final say to most or all of them. I am a woman of faith who believes that nothing is final until God says it over. A few days ago, I underwent a Spinal Nerve Block for the intense, daily excruciating pain that was accompanied by a nasty companion called neuropathy. The pain was one thing, but the parts where my Femur muscle and calf muscles felt like someone had thrown a pot of hot acid and Porcupine needles onto them-ouch!

The procedure really helped bring it down form a 100 percent of being in anguish, but I fear that I moved too fast. This am I awoke about 4:00pm, in a throbbing, devastating threshold of physical pain in my lower back and seemingly my hip bone. I literally cried tears, hoping not to awake my dear roommates. (Those ladies need their rest too) I didn’t have an aspirin, but I remembered somewhere in the United States a group of folks would be on a prayer line about 5:00 am. After literally sending out a nationwide text, crying out for help and someone, somewhere, I didn’t care who, to pray me out of the corner I was backed into.

About 15 minutes later a writer colleague, and established Author by the name of Patrice Lee of “Leep Joy” a book about bullying, called me. She and I began talking and I was telling her what was going on with me. She said, ok Deborah it is time for us now. “Time for us? What are you talking about dear? She then provided me with a telephone number and access code for the Prayer Lien that she is an iatrical part of. “My Girlfriends Business” founded by Ms Jillian Blackwell. I’d had about this group before I left my hometown of Detroit, Michigan through another colleague & friend, Sharon DuMas Pugh of “Full & Fabulous, International. Yes, the one group clearly stipulates it being a woman’s group, but some Prayer Line’s are used by praying, believing men & some children too, which makes that realm of use a family thing. All in all, I left the prayer Line session still feeling physical pain for a little while longer, but my mental and emotional status had definitely taken a turn for the better!