The first person I met to pray with intimacy was my future mother-in-law. But way back then (before the hills got dusty) I didn’t appreciate what I was seeing or hearing. I thought she was kooky. I was an atheist at that time and I remember walking past her bedroom door when I heard her say, “Lord Jesus, please just come and sit here on the bed beside me.” As I looked in to the bedroom as I passed I could see her patting the bed beside her. I thought, “what a weird woman.” I am much wiser now and no longer an atheist. I greatly respect Tania’s mother for the intimacy she has developed with Jesus.
