Okay, so today John’s not actually writing anything.  He’ll pick back up on Monday.  Today it’s just me.

Remember on Wednesday, I talked about how my prayer for my brother, every day, was “God, show yourself to John in a very real way?”

The night after John told me about his experience on the road, I cried tears of joy for the first time in my life.  Just as the tears I cried when I found out John was an atheist were twofold, the tears I cried this night were as well.

For one, my brother now believed in God.  From where he’d come from, this was so far.  Hope sprang eternal in me.  The other reason, though, is that I think I finally realized how big of a God I serve.  How powerful He is.  How He can move in such an unbelievable way.  Yet, as big and powerful and sovereign as He is, He reached down to John in an exact answer to what I had prayed every day for fourteen months.

Show yourself to John in a very real way.

It doesn’t get much more real than that.

Here’s the thing, as God was reaching down and touching John through this process, He was touching me at the same time.  My prayer life had been so weak.  Honestly, this prayer for John was the only big prayer I’d ever prayed in my life.  The only prayer I’d prayed for more than about six days without forgetting about it.  And, to be just completely transparent, it was a very hard prayer for me to pray.  Because as the months went by and by and I never saw God working (John never told me about the Study Hall Incident or the Geronimo Visions), it became really hard to trust God to come through.  If it had been anyone else, I probably would have given up.  That’s the truth.  But this was my brother.  So every day I prayed that same prayer, hoping with everything in me that God would answer, but not really expecting Him to.

When God fulfilled my prayer in as specific a way as I can imagine, it changed two people.  For the first time in my life, I saw God answer a prayer that only He could answer.  All of a sudden, my prayers took on significance.  To me.  They mattered.  I mattered.  My trust in God went through the roof.

What was the biggest prayer God ever answered for you?