May 25, 2022 A Forgotten Prayer

In June 1977, a young mother holds her five-month-old baby boy while reading the Quiet Hour Echoes newsletter. She reads a story about another mother who prayed that her children would become ministers of God.

Here is what happened next.

Immediately a desire sprang within me, I too would like my child to be a minister of God. So right then and there while I nursed my infant child, I closed my eyes and prayed in earnest, “Lord, if it is Your will, please accept my little child and make him Your minister when he grows up.”

The years went by. Burdened with household chores and later with teaching duties in the public school, I forgot about that short prayer. My son grew up and went to church school and academy in the Philippines. He showed some interest in mathematics, so my husband had ambitions for him to become an engineer. Totally forgetting the prayer that I had earnestly sent to God many years before, I also thought it would be great to have an engineer for a son.

As soon as my son finished high school my husband asked him what course he would like to take in college. He expected our son would prefer an engineering course as my husband had been orienting and guiding him along that line. What a surprise my husband got when our son told him he would like to become a minister!

When I heard about my son wanting to be a minister, I was most humbled but deeply grateful. Only then did I remember my prayer when my son was a baby, but God never forgot. He had answered my prayer!

My son finished his BS in Theology in South Philippine Adventist College in 1999. Just after graduation he was called to be church pastor. He served in a mountainous district for the eighteen years as church pastor, and then as district pastor. He got married there and now has three children.

My whole family was filled with praise and thanksgiving when he was ordained into the ministry in November 2016 at the age of 40.

In January 2018 he readily accepted a new assignment to pastor a city church. His wife resigned from her job in a public high school so she can work with her husband in God’s ministry. I thank God for her decision, and my joy knows no bounds.

I have thanked God many times for accepting my son to serve Him full time. But I never got a chance to thank Quiet Hour Ministries for its wonderful ministry in reaching out to bring people to God, and even in touching one mother’s heart to offer her child fully to Him.

Again, from the bottom of my heart, thank you, Quiet Hour Ministries, thank you very much!

God created us with basic needs: food, water and shelter. He also created us to be in relationship with HimÑwith a longing in our heart that only He can fill. Please pray for mission in Pakistan and around the world.

What a joy to hear how a mission story inspired a prayer from 45 years ago, and how it has turned out today.

For this child I prayed, and the Lord has granted me my petition which I asked of Him. 1 Samuel 1:27


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