Karen Wheaton: When Hope Hurts, it’s Time to Rehearse the Promises of God (Romans  

Karen Wheaton: When Hope Hurts, it’s Time to Rehearse the Promises of God (Romans 4:18)
Karen speaks of the tipping point in her long season of contending in her prayer for her backslidden daughter. The facts kept getting worse. On the surface there was no reason for hope. But we serve a God who rules above the facts! She got a word from the Lord to decree that her daughter Lindsey and estranged husband Casey were going to get back together. At first, she said it half-heartedly out of obedience. But the more she said it, the more the bowls in heaven began to tip until the day Lindsey came home.
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I want to tell you the ending of
Lindsay's story the ending of a
beginning it was after two years of
continuing prayer.
It was going from bad to worse for two years,
seemed like the more prayed the worse
it got - it reached a place with her that was
unthinkable and unspeakable it got to
the place where I was contending that
the divorce would not happen, fighting in
the spirit realm fighting against that
she had filed for divorce and for some
reason the divorce just kept getting
delayed. In fact the attorneys told Casey
her husband they'd never seen anything
like it.
So I knew what was happening. I kept
praying for God to keep Casey's heart
tender that he could receive her back
because I had a promise. I knew
with my promises that I could keep
praying for this marriage even though
she was going from relationship to relationship.
I'm seeking God for Casey that he can get
through this, keep believing.
I've been praying now for
these promises and believing
and fighting in the spirit. Standing and
believing. Finally, in January, three years
ago this month of 2016. I had just gotten in
from a winter Ramp conference.
I was exhausted. I sat
down on my couch and was eating a sandwich.
My husband walked in and he looked at me
and he had his phone in his hand he said
well I just heard from Casey.
Casey had just actually taken the kids to give them to
Lindsey for the weekend because custody
already been settled and mediation done
and all things divided it was a nightmare.
Casey had just seen something that was unthinkable.
So Rick looked at me and he said,
“Casey's just texted me and said,
‘For me it's over, it's time for me to move on.’”
I'll never forget this night as long as
I live. I put that sandwich down. I grabbed
my car keys and I went to my car. I drove around for
a while and cried as hard as I could cry.
The war with the promises was so
intense because if the war had turned
from me and Lindsey - now it was God and
me. I was so exhausted confused. I could not
understand. I remember pulling up in
my car and this midnight sky.
I was alone up there in the cold
sitting at that steering wheel.
I had cried for so long
all I could do… my prayer was down to
nothing. The only
thing that would come out of my mouth
was looking at the sky and just
screaming, “Why God?”
I'm not asking
you where you are because I'm angry with you.
I'm asking you where you are because I believed.
I believed you. I remember all of a
sudden I said to him some words that
came out of my mouth I remember I said,
“You told Martha when Lazarus died you
that he would rise again.
When I said those words something in the
atmosphere shifted. The bowls of
intercession shifted.
I said if you do not tell me different I will still
believe what you have said.
I heard the Holy Ghost and he said, “Say out loud,
‘Lindsay and Casey are getting back together.’”
I couldn't believe how deep it was
in me. I said, “Lindsay and Casey are getting back together.”
All of a sudden I felt myself believe it.
I felt myself know it. I thought, “I've got to
tell somebody, but it was after midnight.
My little best friend Pam, my little
prayer warrior, she'd stood with me the
whole journey for two years like nobody else.
She's as crazy as me and.
I thought I can’t even call Pam.
So I just started pretend calling people.
“Hey, I've got the best news in the
World! You won't believe it!
Lindsay and Casey are getting back together!
I’ve got to go, bye.”
I don't even know how many people I
pretend called that night. I called person
after person after person.
I can tell you one thing - the woman
that pulled into my house was a different
woman than one that came out!
I called Pam the next morning as early as I could.
I told Pam everything I just told
You. I told her the whole thing that
happened. I said, “Pam, can you believe this?”