Just another day in the life...

The Lord often does things in weird ways, and sometimes they hurt. Last night a friend passed out and had a seizure in the middle of an interview that she was conducting, on me!!! We got her help and went to the hospital. I wish i could say this was the craziness of the night. So much is still going on in that situation, please pray about it. Then in the emergency room the Lord made me go pray for someone. I say made for a purpose. He told me to, i was like no no no Lord. This craziness is already going on i'm not in a position to pray for some stranger right now. He continued to tug and reminded me of something i'd prayed the other day. "LORD! I'M READY FOR YOU TO CHALLENGE ME MORE!" Now going and praying for someone is obviously not extrememly challenging but I was like ok Lord whatever and I obeyed. However it was not waht i expected. I realize now that this should not surprise me due to my previous experiences. I mean usually something crazy happens when the Lord asks me to do somethign in this way, but I was hoping it'd be one of those nice times that i walked over and they were like YES PLEASE PRAY... and we'd all pray together and be happy. well not this time. i came over to the man who was sitting next to the woman the Lord had asked me to pray for. Upon asking if he was a believer he stared at me like he wanted to kill me. I asked if i could pray for her, let's just say it was very much so frowned upon. After a few more exchanges i went to my seat and just prayed behind her.
This experience a long w/ a couple of other things that went along w/ it, broke MY HEART, upset me, and is really challenging me even today. I'm asking the Lord what the heck was up w/ that. I clearly made the man mad for even asking. I hate confrontation. I don't mind persecution when it at least looks as if it has some benefit. This seemed pointless. I have to rely on the faith that I know my father's voice as it says in John 17, I have to rely on faith that knows, that i know nothing, and He knows all, sort of like Ezekiel in Ezekiel 37.
I have to sit back. I have to pray for this man. I have to let God be God and me be Jessika, just a human, moving at the sound of my Father's voice, HOPEFULLY.
With Pain today, with hurt in my heart i write, but as always Be blessed.
J. Tate