Mama Bears and Warrior Men

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Probably close to two decades ago, when I was possibly still a teenager and felt a strong calling to the ministry of intercession, I read the book entitled “Intercessory Prayer” by Dutch Sheets. It was very formative in my early instruction to a life of prayer and what it meant to “stand in the gap” on behalf of others in that place of reconciliation and warfare in the spirit.

As it has been such a long time since I’ve read the book, I can’t recall too many details, but there was one portion that always stuck with me. In Chapter 4 – “Meetings: The Good, The Bad and the Ugly”, there is a section named “She-Bear Meetings”. In it, Dutch Sheets quotes Proverbs 17:12, which says,

Let a man meet a bear robbed of her cubs, rather than a fool in his folly.

Now, he doesn’t claim that this verse necessarily has anything to do with prayer, but interestingly enough, the word “meet” in this verse is a form of the Hebrew word paga, which can be translated “intercession”. As Sheets goes on to say, “Other Hebrew words could have been used, but this one was chosen partly because it often has a very violent connotation. In fact, paga is frequently a battlefield term…Intercession can be violent!”

It is fairly common knowledge that it is very dangerous indeed to get between a mama bear and her cubs! And I’ve seen some women who have been especially tenacious in the battlefield of prayer as they have contended for their children’s souls. There is something very powerful about a mother who is bent on protecting and fighting on behalf of her kids.

This picture was made real to me in one of the first dreams I ever had about adoption, back in 2007 when I was pregnant with my firstborn son Justice. In the dream, I was also pregnant, as in real life, but we were also in the process of adopting two children who were siblings. We were visiting our children at a church when suddenly attackers were upon us and they were attempting to either harm or kidnap our children. What would be incredibly out-of-character for both myself and my husband in real life, I immediately sprang into action to protect our children and my husband from these attackers, ferociously fighting them off, ninja-style, pregnant belly and all!! I laugh at the imagery of it, but it rings true in my heart. Don’t get me wrong, my husband is a fierce warrior in the place of prayer, as are many men, but there is certainly something fearsome about a mother whose children are in danger and a mother who will go to the front lines in intercession for them!

I am feeling this deeply tonight. I feel the need to pray. I feel the call to contend for the children that are not yet ours. I feel the pull to start fighting for them, even though I do not yet know them. And I know deep within me that the heart of the Father cries out that they are so worth fighting for!

The Bohlender family who I have referenced a couple times in other blog posts, who have now adopted six children in addition to their four biological children, were recently in a spiritual battle of their own for the most recent baby brought into their home through adoption. Since he was a sibling to four of their other children, they felt deeply that it was the right thing for him to be raised in the same family as his brother and sisters and they were ready to do whatever it would take to make that happen. Their story has a happy ending and that little guy is finally home, but it wasn’t without a fight. I remember this post of Kelsey’s near the beginning and it depicts perfectly what I’m describing…

grizzlyIn the last year, my husband and I have both been a part of a worship team at our house of prayer that frequently prays for the ending of abortion and for the issues of life and adoption. In our prayer format we have people who lead in prayer on the microphone and then the singers on stage will sing spontaneously based on what they prayed. In my role as the chorus leader, it was my job to create a repeatable phrase and melody that the entire room could join in on and sing together as we came into agreement with the prayer. On one such night, somebody was praying for the Lord to raise up those who would stand up for the babies in the womb. As we sang, the Holy Spirit dropped this chorus into my heart and I felt it resonate in the hearts of the people in the room as they sang it with me…

Raise up mama bears
And warrior men
To fight for life in the womb

I feel that mama Grizzly roaring on the inside! But can I tell you a secret?? You don’t have to be a mother to have that spirit of prayer rise up in you! No matter who you are or where you are in your life, you can take your place in intercession to fight on behalf of the children who need us to contend for them in the place of prayer. This is a battle worth fighting! These children are worth going into spiritual warfare for! Will you join me?