The enemy does not want married couples praying together. I recall my first encounter with what I believe was an angel… Shortly after Suzanne and I became Christians, we came home from church one Sunday and we were in the kitchen and decided that we would pray together for the very first time. Well after nervously hesitating, stumbling and going through the ‘you start – no, no, you go first’ routine, I eventually opened with the words “Dear God…” At that precise moment there was a crash on the landing at the top of the stairs, where our infant son had fallen! Instinctively, Suzanne dashed out of the kitchen, through the lounge to the hallway and bounded up the stairs where our son was balancing on the top step, facing backwards and upside down on his head with his arms outstretched as if he was doing a headstand! He was balancing in an impossible position as though an invisible force – an angel? – was holding him in place until Suzanne managed to scramble up the stairs and catch him, completely unharmed; just as he toppled over into her arms! – Somehow he had managed to climb out of his cot; somehow the stair gate had been opened and somehow he managed to climb through. – We praised God and started praying together immediately after that!

R. Ian Seymour