“God Sent You Today.”
My journey in mission through First Methodist didn’t begin with a plane ticket or a big event — it started quietly, with prayer.
A few years ago, a friend and I began walking the halls of Eugene Field Elementary School, praying for the teachers, staff, and students. At first, I was self-conscious — unsure if I was doing enough, or if I was somehow in the way. But over time, I realized: God was already walking those halls, and I was simply joining Him in the work He was doing.
One day, as we entered the upper elementary hallway, a teacher stepped out of her classroom with a student — her face full of urgency. She was headed to the office but stopped in her tracks when she saw us. “You're praying, aren't you? Wait right there,” she said.
I did. I stood in the hallway and continued to pray.
Five minutes later, she returned — this time with tears streaming down her face. She said, “God sent you today.” That student’s father had just been arrested and sent to prison. The child was overwhelmed by trauma and heartbreak, and in a moment of emotional crisis, he threw a desk. It flipped — and landed exactly where two children usually sat. But that day, those seats were empty. No one was hurt.
The teacher told me she felt seen by God — protected, supported, not alone. And the student, through care and prayer, finished the school year with no more incidents. God was already at work, and I was simply there to witness it.
Over the last 12 years of prayer walking at Eugene Field, I’ve learned something beautiful:
What once felt uncomfortable has become natural. God continues to create divine appointments — moments of connection, comfort, and healing — in the most unexpected places.
Prayer is the foundation of everything we do in mission. If the fruit we’re after is eternal, it begins and ends with prayer.
God is still moving. He is still near. And sometimes, all it takes is a willing heart, a quiet prayer, and open eyes to see the miracles unfolding right in front of us.
A few years ago, a friend and I began walking the halls of Eugene Field Elementary School, praying for the teachers, staff, and students. At first, I was self-conscious — unsure if I was doing enough, or if I was somehow in the way. But over time, I realized: God was already walking those halls, and I was simply joining Him in the work He was doing.
One day, as we entered the upper elementary hallway, a teacher stepped out of her classroom with a student — her face full of urgency. She was headed to the office but stopped in her tracks when she saw us. “You're praying, aren't you? Wait right there,” she said.
I did. I stood in the hallway and continued to pray.
Five minutes later, she returned — this time with tears streaming down her face. She said, “God sent you today.” That student’s father had just been arrested and sent to prison. The child was overwhelmed by trauma and heartbreak, and in a moment of emotional crisis, he threw a desk. It flipped — and landed exactly where two children usually sat. But that day, those seats were empty. No one was hurt.
The teacher told me she felt seen by God — protected, supported, not alone. And the student, through care and prayer, finished the school year with no more incidents. God was already at work, and I was simply there to witness it.
Over the last 12 years of prayer walking at Eugene Field, I’ve learned something beautiful:
What once felt uncomfortable has become natural. God continues to create divine appointments — moments of connection, comfort, and healing — in the most unexpected places.
Prayer is the foundation of everything we do in mission. If the fruit we’re after is eternal, it begins and ends with prayer.
God is still moving. He is still near. And sometimes, all it takes is a willing heart, a quiet prayer, and open eyes to see the miracles unfolding right in front of us.
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