A fathers prayer of faith

I picked up a girl at a rave on a Friday night. She came out of the party dressed very immodestly jumped in the car and started to cry. I said are you doing OK? She said I guess we could go with that I’m doing OK.

I could see she was being tormented by something and I said, well, you don’t know me and I don’t know you so if you want to talk about what’s going on this might be just the place.

She started to talk about her boyfriend and how he had said he wanted to have kids but now he was saying that he didn’t want to have kids. She had wanted her whole life. She loved kids and couldn’t understand why her boyfriend had lied to her. I asked her if she really wanted me to explain to her why boys tell pretty girls what they want to hear even though they don’t mean it. She said no, she understood.

She said that at first he had not wanted kids and she did. It was a deal breaker. After dating for a while he said that he would be willing to have kids for her and now he had flipped back to not wanting to have kids at all because he thought that now he had her.

I asked her what she meant by he add her, were they married? She said no they were just dating.

I started saying the words of the Lord put in my heart and I said that this must be hard for her because it’s not the first time in her life that she had been taken advantage of and that her trust had been abused. I told her that when she was quite young a man had broken her trust and abused her. I told her that she still struggled to deal with that pain. She looked at me in the mirror and asked how I could know this.

I felt that she was a member of the church and asked if she was, she said no. She said that she was somewhere between spiritual/not religious and atheist. I told her that in my church when we are baptized and clean we get the gift of the Holy Ghost. I told her that this gift gives us the companionship of the Holy Ghost and it whispers to our heart the things we should say. I told her that I was just saying what the Holy Ghost whispered to my heart. As I said this I felt a certain spirit and saw her eyes for the first time. I couldn’t detect if she was feeling it.

I told her that the only reason God would put those words in my heart was for her to hear them and for her to know that he loved and cared about her. She was silent. I told her that I felt that this situation was a shadow on her relationships, and on her self worth. I told her that she loved children because they exhibit unconditional love. I told her that this love of God is also unconditional and that’s why her spirit sought it out and she found it in the little children.

She started to cry. She said, you’re exactly right. I love children and that’s why this lie makes me so angry.

I asked her if her dad knew about the experience she had when she was a child. She said he knows a little bit of it. She had wanted to protect him from the rest. I told her she should talk to her dad.

I felt like she was a member of the church. When I looked in her face I saw a member of the church but she kept denying it. I don’t understand why these people deny being a member of the church rather than just say that they’re less active or they used to be a member. They just deny it all together. It’s almost like they’re hiding from the light.

I asked her if she felt anything and she said that it felt good in the car. I asked her if she ever felt that before and she said no. I asked her if she prayed and she said no not for a long time. She said that her last prayer had been at least a couple of years ago. She asked me if I would pray for her and I said yes.

I prayed that God would touch her and help her and some people in her life to lift her. I asked that she would know what to do and who to confide in. I asked for God to help her and sooth her wounds.

When I finished she said, I guess I should tell you my dad is in a bishopric. I said really? When did you leave the church? She said I left when I was 16 years old. I just couldn’t do it anymore. The positions of the church were not mine.

I wasn’t surprised at all but dislike how Satan makes them lie.

I asked her what it meant that God sent me tonight and put her in my car. I asked how many people canceled on her before I was called and she said three. I asked her why it would be the three people cancel so that she could be in my car. I told her there were no coincidences. She was there because God wanted me to talk to her. She said she knew that was true.

I told her that she knew this was true and that when I had mentioned that it was the Holy Ghost that told me what to say, she had felt a jolt in her heart. Her spirit jumped as it recognized this testimony of the spirit. She said, that’s exactly what happened.

I asked her again, why did God send me here tonight, she looked down and she said because he wants me back. I told her that’s exactly right he wants you back. What does that mean about the church? If God will do these things to bring me to you what does that mean about the church? She said, I guess it means it’s true.

I told her that I know it’s true, I told her that I know that God loves her and sent his son to suffer so that we don’t have to. I told her that she didn’t have to suffer if she would look to God. I told her that her spirit craved being in God’s presence and loved the feeling in the car right now. She said it felt amazing. As I said this I felt another wave of the spirit come into the car. I asked her if she felt that, she said yes.

I felt impressed to tell her that her dad had prayed for her that very night. It was because of that prayer that those people cancelled and I was sent to you. I told her that she should go to her dad and ask him for a blessing. She said, right now that sounds like a really great idea. I think I’m going to do that!

She said she had a lot to do and a blessing from her dad was just the thing she needed. She thanked me for being there and I thank God that I was there. That he gave me the patience and the words to say. I believe that he will follow through.