I don’t know her name, age, or occupation…but she touched me.  Literally!  We went to church on Sunday and sat down and the prayer session started.  This lasted for about an hour.  The woman in front of me was a prayer warrior.  She was bent down and saying fierce prayers (although I couldn’t understand a single word she was saying). 

Praise time started and she was jumping.  She was singing her heart out like no one was watching.  After another hour, announcements started.  She looked back (a lot of us behind her had been holding kids) and she took each of our hands and kissed them. 

A little bit later she looked back again with sweet, tender eyes, and I gave her a hug.  She kissed my check several times and had a kind look in her face. 

I don’t know her name. I don’t know her age.  I don’t know her occupation…but she touched me.  I want to pray fierce prayers like her. I want to dance and sing like no one is watching. I want to be so in love with my Savior that others want that fire too.  

John 15:12: “My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you."