There is Resurrection Power in Prayer: The Day I Met Nicole Durrant

a�?Come!a�? my father said to me.

a�?Let me show you what they have done.a�?

He took my hand and led me to a cemetery.

It was dark and the still of night hovered in the atmosphere.

We walked to a grave that was covered with dirt and he began using the shovel that he had carried to remove it.

He didna��t speak and neither did I.

I watched as he digged and threw dirt on either side.

When all the dirt was removed, I looked and saw something in the hole a�� something that belonged to me.

It was a pen.

I picked it up and my father and I walked away, and then I woke up.

It was just a dream but it bothered me.

My pen was buried.

The pen was the tool that I used to do the thing that I really enjoy and believe I was called to do.


It had always been so easy for me and felt like second nature, except for months I had been going through a dry spell.

Every time I attempted to write, nothing flowed. On my laptop were multiple articles that I started but did not complete.

I would hit a wall immediately after writing only a few lines.

As a result, I decided to set it aside and focus on other things, like video production.

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It was during that season that I met Nicole Durrant, a woman from Kingston Jamaica.

It was a friend who recommended her as a guest for the weekly radio programme that I host. They thought she had an inspiring story.

I went to her apartment to meet with her one evening after work. She received me warmly and invited me to a comfortable living room.

We spoke about her experiences; her childhood, her family and her feelings about some things that happened in the past.

It was an engaging conversation.

Before I left she offered to pray.

The evening had passed and the dark peaked through the front door, almost as if it was invited. I could hear dogs barking in the background filtered by the sound of cars passing along the roadway that was close to where she lived.

She closed her eyes and I did the same, shutting out the sounds coming in from the background.

She began talking about my marriage, a�?God is processing and pruning hima��a�? she told me, a�?a��to walk you into your destinya��a�?

She placed her hand on my stomach and with fervency she said, a�?WRITE!a�?

a�?Write, as God tells youa�� write! As much as you share the stories of others, remember you also have a story to share.a�?

It was almost like an explosion in the room.

She went on to tell me that there was a book in me and I should birth it, amongst other things.

As her hand rested on my stomach and she prayed, I felt the power of God fall upon me. It was like fire in my stomach and an electrical charge all over my head. The tears I was holding back for everything that I stored in that season flowed freely.


Something miraculous happened!

An idea for an article immediately popped in my head. I heard a story being written. I reached for my notebook and pen and began writing what I was hearing on paper. Words filled the pages within seconds – minutes.

Since that night of meeting Nicole, I kept on writing, each week something new, until this day.

I thought about this experience recently and one thing came to me, THERE IS RESURRECTION POWER IN PRAYER.

God has the power to revive any and everything in our lives that has died or feels as if it is dying. Any and everything that the forces of darkness are seeking to bury our Father has the power to unearth it and bring it back to life. Our purpose, our calling, our divine destinies, our health, our finances, no matter what it is, one touch of Goda��s glory and new life can come back into it.

Remember that story of Lazarus, who was dead for four days?

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Recall how everyone including his sisters were crying and was devastated over his death? But Jesus came and walked into the grave where his dead body laid and instructed him to arise.

Jesus had the supernatural power to bring Lazarus back to life, and that supernatural resurrection power is still available to us to this day if we choose to use it. It is that power that Nicole tapped into that brought life back into my gift.

Is there an area in your life that you feel is dead or is dying?

Uncover it! Remove the dirt and toss it aside. Pick up the dying thing and speak life into it, and watch God shift things around for you.

There is nothing that is too hard for Him to do.

[About the Author: Sandie Heron is a Radio Presenter/Producer on Roots 96.1FM, a community radio station founded by the Mustard Seed Communities. The programme which airs every Friday at 12:45pm -1:00pm tells the stories of citizens in Kingston and other communities in Jamaica and overseas who remain positive and who beat the odds despite desperate circumstances.]

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