The Prayer Wall Come, let us Pray to Jesus

You may see her in the grocery with her children, or in the city 9 to 5

each working day. She's a mother or a teacher or a woman all alone. But

she's someone else entirely when she prays...

We don't see her lonely nights of intercession, or that tear she shed

with every whispered prayer... we may not see the secret things hidden in

her heart, but the eyes of God are watching her with care.

And we'll never fully know the debt we owe her, for we'll never know the

evil we've been spared. Many nights she's crashed through Satan's

strongholds, reaching heaven with her prayers.

She's a Prayer Warrior, down on her knees...

Wrestling with Powers and Principalities.

Standing in the gap for others...

for her Sister's and her Brothers...

reaching heaven with her heart...