An Intercession Experience
Sis Fong Yee Pang
Cambridge House of Prayer, UK
In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ I testify.
My testimony is not concerning great miracles of nature — neither wind, fire nor earthquake (1 Kg 19:11-12) — but the Lord’s love abides with me.
In March 2016, my younger daughter was sitting her medical finals. Though I had promised to go and live with her during her exam weeks, I could not fulfil my promise because of my other family commitments. What I could however do, was to support her in prayers from home. She was happy with this new arrangement and gave me her exam schedule. I nagged her daily about praying to the Heavenly Father to ask for a good night’s sleep.
On the day of the first exam, which would last two hours, I got ready to pray that the Lord would keep her mind clear so she would not be unnerved by the examiners’ questions and scenarios. Then a thought suddenly came into my mind — “Surely I could not spend the time repeating the same request”. The Lord seemed to be chuckling, and the Bible verse “but the Spirit Himself makes intercessions for us with groanings which cannot be uttered” popped into my head (Rom 8:26b). I realised that I should just pray in tongues and let the Holy Spirit pray for me. Upon being taught, I continued my prayer just praising the Lord, with “Hallelujah”. It felt like sheer communion with the Lord. It was heavenly!
Whilst this joy was wrapping me, swaddling me and rocking me, I saw a picture. I saw the silhouettes of three people against a backdrop of sunset colours. The middle person appeared taller. While I looked on, the picture became three-dimensional. I realised I was watching a scene from the book of Exodus Chapter 17 — the Battle of Rephidim. It was Moses, Aaron and Hur. Why was Moses that much taller? It was because he was sitting on a large rock, but Aaron and Hur were kneeling on the ground either side of him supporting his arms – Moses had both elbows resting on the shoulders of his companions, whilst still holding his staff. The view was of their backs. They were all praying — praying for the Israelite army. They had been praying since the morning. “My Lord”, my voice broke. God had taught me a lesson on making intercessions. They are a form of sacrifice, a sacrifice of my precious time; they are also a test of endurance. Moses, Aaron and Hur prayed from dawn till dusk. My two-hour prayer had paled into insignificance! I was humbled.
The joy of the Lord’s presence continued to envelope me. Yet a doubt crept in. “Will You grant me this small favour, Lord? Is this wishful thinking?” Thank God. Immediately the answer came from Him — “… whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours” (Mk 11:24 NIV). When the two hours were up, my daughter rang me to say, “That wasn’t bad.” “I know”, I said, “Our Lord Jesus Christ has told me.”
So my intercession for her continued during her exam weeks, one more two-hour session, and two three-hour sessions. She was notified by the university at the end of March that she had passed her exams, and in June was told she had received a distinction.
Blessed be the wonderful Lord. May all glory be unto Him! Amen.
