War room

read my personal story here

While i was in the library a few weeks ago i saw the movie, “War Room.” I already own it but pickes it up just for the heck of it. The minute i picked it up i felt this strong burst of power rush through my entire body. Even the first time i watched the movie i felt how amazing it was. I watched an interview about it and how the people who put it together had prayed over it. Watching the movie is where i got the idea for my prayer closet. I took out a good amount of my clothing and put them into drawers, my closet needed cleaning anyway, and put up some scriptures on the wall. I started  prayers just like the woman did in the movie. Many of them were for my husband, peace at his job, and his eyes to opened to the truth of God and our marriage. Our marriage had been on a down hill slide the whole time we were married. There was never any firm foundation, no comuinication, and certainly no connection between us. So i dedicated many weeks and many prayers about my husband and his life. After a while the prayers i was writing down were drifting away from praying the encouraging prayers for him, they were more prayers of complaining and frustration. After some time i started praying a lot for a friends and random things. I would put answered prayers on my wall of remembrance, also from the movie, “War Room.” After a good amount of time went by and i saw nothing of my prayers being anwsered for my marriage i was pretty much giving up on those kind of prayers. Around this time is when all the stuff started going on with J. My time was being sucked up by him with all the messages day and night almost non stop and i was rarely writing out my prayers. Through his constant persistence of messaging and begging to hang out i could tell my husband was noticing that i was slipping into a world wrapping too much up in this guy. I would slip things in the conversation s to J that, ” i think my husband knows.” Hoping he would back off cause i knew i was being too sucked into talking to him non stop and him always wanting to hang out and keep touching me. I made a comment to him that i thought my husbamd smelled him on me cause he said i smelled good. He told me he thinks i was being paranoid. I didn’t type it but i was thinking, no, im trying to scare you into not touching me anymore, to stop this hard core chase. Right after this is when i finally just came right out and started talking to my husband cause nothing was going to stop J, and i was tired of dealing with him and fighting him cause he knew i liked him and had no plans on letting me go. From here things were on there way to getting better, though it had alot of emotional torture over the next couple of months. After some time my husband read my prayers and saw that i was always praying for him and i believe it touched him, though some prayers at one point would have just made him mad in the past, now were understandable. He saw/read all the pain i had been dealing with by reading my prayers, but had a new understanding and care about things that he didn’t have before. I know the way things happend that strengthened our marriage was aweful to happen and to go through, but i believe that God used all that to answer my prayers for my marriage, though at times i had been so manipulated by J i thought i was losing my mind and thinking i wanted out of my marriage more then ever and to be free and start new with J, though i never told him i was leaving my husband. I am so glad that God protected me from him, answered my prayer for my marriage and gave us a brand new start. I truely believe that War Room is a powerful weapen to learn how to fight the enemy with prayer.


Author: heidifowler

I'm a 34 year old with 3 wonderful kids, an amazing husband that ended up rescuing me from who i thought was trying to rescue me. i am the woman that makes mistakes but learns from them. i am not who i was a little over a year ago. last year i was easily manipulated, being made to feel guilty, and struck down by people i trusted. this year i have learned about myself and still learning...how to be strong. how to protect myself and never be a victim again.

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