How One Prayer Can Strengthen Our Faith for Another
by Luisa Rodriguez
Just about every day I earnestly pray for the salvation of my biological father. I have been doing so for the last 30 years. For a while he was an atheist, but he now believes there is an all-powerful being and creator. He sees God in His creation, but he refuses to accept the Bible, to accept Jesus Christ and has a particular distaste for Christians.
After thirty years, you would think that I would lose hope in his salvation, but I am just as optimistic today as I was three decades ago. Why? Because of two amazing people, Luis and Lucy, my step-father and my mom.
When I was growing up, I didn’t feel they were quite amazing. Sure, they loved me in their own way, and in hindsight, I could see how hard they tried despite their circumstances. But as a broken and rejected child, I lived in the pain caused by their mistakes (alcoholism, drugs, multiple marriages, neglect of their children, etc). It was hard to see beyond the fog. I lived in a broken home and at the start of my early years, I could never have imagined that these two people would be who they are today.
My step-dad (dad to me) Luis is a beloved pastor who is flown around the world to minister to people in need. He is the type of man that would give the shirt off his back. My mother is a local celebrity for the work she has done for her community in Laredo, TX. She currently has an ongoing project organizing church volunteers to sew masks for essential workers. This is in addition to running a program that feeds thousands of elderly every month with the support of my dad Luis. As if that was not enough, they also run a mission in Guatemala. I know no other Christians who inspire me more than my parents.
What brought about such a dramatic change in both of them? Jesus and a whole lot of prayer.
I found Jesus in my teens while my parents were still bound to a secular, ungodly lifestyle. From the moment I knew that my only hope and salvation came from Jesus alone, I began praying for my two dads and my mom. The more I prayed, the deeper my step-dad and mom seemed to fall into an abyss. I remember reaching points of desperation, particularly in my college years as I grieved for my two younger siblings were still living at home.
And then one day, like light bursting forth through the night, both my parents found Jesus. Admittedly, I didn’t quite appreciate their transformation. So many years of pain made me skeptical, but fast forward twenty years later, and they have become even more than my prayers could have imagined.
It took about 8 years of prayers and patiently waiting (and sometimes not so patiently) for my parents' salvation to come to fruition. And when I thought things couldn’t get worse, God answered that prayer. So when I pray for my biological father I do so not trusting in the progress I see or don’t see. I do so, trusting in the timing and power of God.
About the Author
Luisa Rodriguez is a writer and artist who lives in St Charles, IL. Her professional background is in National Security and International Studies. However, recently, Luisa writes mostly about issues that pertain to spiritual growth.
Her daughters are one of her biggest inspirations. Much of her writing centers on female themes and lessons learned from parenting daughters. However, Luisa’s military studies give her a unique perspective on warfare/military themes in the Bible and she weaves that into her articles. Because of this, she appeals to male readers as well.
Because of her artistic background, she often illustrates her own graphics for her written work and website. You can read and see more of Luisa’s work on her website, Fruitfully Living. Follow her on Pinterest, Twitter, and Instagram.