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I talk about prayer quite a bit, mostly Visual Prayer and how it came about (ebook will be finished soon!) but something happened yesterday that I’ve never experienced.

For the record, this has nothing to do with anything I’ve ever mentioned on this blog, on Facebook, or anywhere for that matter. It is a new thing that seemed to come out of nowhere. However, having learned from experience a teensy, tiny, little bit about how God works, I can say for certain that it was no surprise to Him.

So this thing (this good thing. I think it’s good.) happened (very quickly I might add) and immediately I felt this overwhelming pressure to get down on my face (literally) prostrate in prayer.  I could not stop crying either.  At first it was silent prayer, then I was moved to speak the words aloud. This went on for quite some time. I thought I was finished, got up, gathered my wits, thought about how strange that felt and it happened again.

This time I admit, I did not lie on the floor, but on my bed. Again with the tears and the silent prayer then the spoken prayer. Then confession.

For HOURS.

I cannot remember a time that the Holy Spirit has ever pressed down so hard on me to pray. The best way I can describe the way the heaviness draped over me is–imagine laying on the ground (warm and snug) and having to bear the weight of of a couple feet of heavy, wet snow. That’s how I felt. I couldn’t do anything more than lay in my bed and cry and pray.

This morning, I woke at 5am with a lighter weight, but serious call to prayer. I prayed from 5-7 in bed this morning.

I’m going to go out on a limb here and say I think there will be more heavy prayer today.

I don’t know what this all means. I mean, I understand how it pertains to what happened. I do not understand this overwhelming and very weighted, very heavy call to prayer.

Has anyone experienced this??