No other film has touched me so deeply like the one with the “above title” which I just finished watching. I was so teary after the film. It brought back so many memories: happy, sad and bittersweet.
I saw again the great benefits of having a WAR ROOM; a room where you engage God in prayers, where you fight the real enemy: Satan and where you build a wall of remembrance after the battle is won.
You may not have a PHYSICAL WAR ROOM if there is no space in your house but you should create a war zone, a time when you offer prayers to the only one who can fight battles for you.
I believe in the power of prayer. Why should I not? How can I forget the prayers of my parents as I gasped for breath after surgery at LUTH? When I, along with two other patients was ‘put on oxygen’ in the female ward and I alone came out alive?
How can I forget the day I cried to God when my boss was troubling me and her seat was declared vacant?
What of when I wrote down the names of clients who owed me money and prayed over them and one after the other, God touched their hearts to pay me. One of them who had refused to pay and travelled abroad, instructed a friend to pay me the money.
Should I go on?
When you FIGHT IN THE WAR ROOM, GOD will FIGHT FOR YOU! All your prayers may not be answered but God will answer you according to his will.
Should I go on? That is a story for another day!
I end this piece with the closing lines of Miss Clara in the film, War Room:
God raise up a generation of believers who are not ashamed of the gospel of Jesus Christ.
God raise up an army of believers that hate to be lukewarm and will exalt your word above all.
God raise up men and women that will take your light to the world and refuse to compromise when under pressure.
God raise up people who will FIGHT ON THEIR KNEES IN THE WAR ROOM!
Raise them up Lord!
Will you be one of them?
I will, so help me God!