Last night, I had plans, but God changed them, and through following His voice, I ended up on the freeway early this morning, passing trucker after trucker, finding myself praying for each one of them.
I can’t imagine life as a trucker, especially life as a trucker without God or without wholeness. I imagine it’s a lonely time, moving from place to place, missing out on fellowship…friendships, always searching for comfort, and always finding a counterfeit version of it.
As I was thinking about that and praying for them, I thought about some areas, countries, places that have become a “curse” because of how we’ve spoken about them, like truck stops, trailer parks, Egypt, etc. I, for one, have heard very negative things following these words (and have used them in that way) and wonder what type of curses have been released into the atmosphere.
Anyway, as I was praying for the truck drivers, I realized how I’d never prayed for them before, and it opened my eyes to how many things or people I don’t pray for. All of this came to me in a very positive way: full of excitement about changing my prayer strategy.
It’s just like with running a business. This week, I’ve been strategizing WITH God, instead of trying to run the show FOR Him. I want to be more strategic with my prayers, as well.
Can you imagine if every truck driver was empowered by God, changing the atmosphere of every truck stop across America and beyond?! Can you imagine the prayers that would be released along the roads, highways, interstates, etc.?
I’m not saying that there aren’t men and women drivers out there doing that now. I’m saying I want ALL of them to become Love and release heaven wherever they go.
