Storming Heaven

I have many families on my Facebook with children that have cancer. Several times per month there will be a post for prayer. There have been several times the request is to “Storm Heaven” for the needy child.

I know exactly what that means because I have been there. I believe I even used the same term. I would never disparage ANYONE who is asking for prayer; most particularly from a parent who has been informed that cancer has returned. The insanity of that moment is unparalleled. It is an intense place that calls for intense action. Nevertheless I would like to examine exactly what is being said because as I thought about it, I believe it is important to define what is going on.

To storm Heaven sounds to me like waging warfare, Storming the castle, or Storming the beaches of Normandy. This sounds legitimate. I am not an expert at prayer or spiritual warfare but this does have the ring of Luke 11:5-10. In this parable a man goes to his friend’s house in need of food and the friend basically says no but the man persists until he receives. It ends by saying, “I tell you, even though he will not get up and give him anything because he is his friend, yet because of his persistence he will get up and give him as much as he needs. “So I say to you, ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. “For everyone who asks, receives; and he who seeks, finds; and to him who knocks, it will be opened.” So in this principle the idea of persisting can be embodied in Storming Heaven.

But the part that made me uneasy was the idea of storming in the first place. Storming the castle or storming Normandy embroils trying to take ground from an enemy who does not desire to give it. Is that the correct picture we should have when praying? I do not believe so.

I am learning that God has always wanted to partner with man on this earth. One example is how he let Adam name all the animals. A more powerful example is how God has shared his ability to create a being that will live for eternity through childbirth. I believe prayer can often be our sharing God and his light with this world and another way we co-create with God.

I do believe Jesus words are true when he said, when you have seen me you have seen the Father. In simple truth: Jesus was a healer and he always healed all who came to him. I believe this reveals that it is within the will of God to heal. Does it always happen. No. Do we always know why? No .

Nevertheless to pray, in line with Gods will is part of cooperating with Gods plans for this world. “God let Your kingdom come, let your will be done on earth as it is in Heaven.” I’m not going to tackle the why our prayers aren’t answered at times but I will speak to the fact that Prayer often changes us as we do it and I have found that it changed me in a profound way.

I did not get the answer to my prayer to heal my daughter Boey.

Actually that is not true, we got many instances of miracles that I would say were given to us as signs. In the end we did not get the answer to our cries. It was then that I actually spend a lot of time really “storming” Heaven.

The storming was not like troupes but rather like the great billowy clouds of Oregon that brings storms of rain and thunder.

I thundered at GOD. I yelled and I cried. The storms that I unleashed are unparalleled in the history of my heart. I literally stormed Heaven and I was brutally real for the first time in such a long time. I stripped away the veneer of “my confession” I set down my scripture verses and trying to believe and I was very very real with my Father and I stormed Heaven.

I would like to say that I heard a voice from Heaven and I was comforted. That was not what happened. However the given situation it felt appropriate and honoring to my daughter and be real. When I was truthful I was often able to relax the rage inside my guts. I would sleep like a baby.

Telling the truth and “storming Heaven” with our truthful tears and angers and guts is the greatest form of prayer I have ever prayed. And it is part of my history in my relationship with God. Rather than receive a lightning bolt of rebuke I often received signs of Gods love and understanding that I can share in future blogs or perhaps in my book.

I have found it secret key to my whole spiritual life. Hmm Being truthful…who would have thought.

Storming Heaven… I think I will tonight… But I don’t think it means what you think it does.

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