Do YOU need a Holy INTERVENTION? Do You Need to GIVE a Holy INTERVENTION?

Do YOU NEED a Holy Intervention? Do you NEED TO GIVE a Holy Intervention?

I had one.

It changed my life.

I am a family therapist. I love all things “therapy” and learning what spurs people on to change. Often times, for those who are addicts or for those who are in a really dark place- they need an intervention.

For some reason, when Josh and I go out of town and stay in a hotel, we end up watching the show on TV called “Intervention.”

In case you haven’t seen it, this show documents a family having an intervention with a loved one who is an addict in some way. The show usually involves a therapist and hard conversations between family members, and then, if the addict consents, they are taken on a plane to go to rehab and get help.

For most recovering addicts, there is a moment in which they truly choose to change, and often times, it was in some type of intervention from someone that led them to change or a “wake up” moment.

An intervention happened for me 6 ½ years ago.

I had just been diagnosed with cancer, and my world was spinning. I finally got an appointment at MD Anderson and was headed to Baton Rouge to meet with a doctor there before heading to MD Anderson in Houston. My sister and best friends lived in Baton Rouge at the time, so we were able to see them while we were there.

Right when we got into town, two of my best friends in the whole world asked if I could come to their house for a bit. I thought it would be a quick visit where they would hug me and talk through how I was feeling. I figured I would be there about 30 minutes and then head back to my sister’s house to get some rest before my appointment in the morning, and then we would head to MD Anderson after that.

What I didn’t know was that my friends were staging an intervention.

Yes, my best friends were staging an intervention.

For Me. 

No, not for a drug addiction, but they were staging a HOLY intervention.

As I got to their house, they had me sit on their couch. They brought over a little white booklet to me, and both held my hands. They explained to me that I was healed- already– and that we were going to fight this battle together until there was tangible evidence of my healing.

As they held my hands, I sat on their couch for over two hours where they read from a little white booklet that they made for me. It was full of scripture. On the front of it was the scripture:

“Again, I tell you that if two of you on earth agree about anything you ask for, it will be done for you by my Father in heaven. For where two or three come together in my name, there I am with them.” Matthew 18:19-20

They read scripture after scripture over me with tears streaming down our faces. With our hands squeezing so tight. They were praying and reading scripture in full confidence of our God when my faith was shaky, and I was scared.

I really didn’t say anything most of the time. I just cried and soaked in the words they were saying.

 They finished praying for me and reading scripture over me, and we left, hugged, cried and I headed back to my sweet sister’s house.

As I was laying in bed that night, it hit me.

They just staged an intervention for me!!!

As I kind of laughed to myself of this intervention, I was overwhelmed with thankfulness for my amazing, Godly, fight-for-me  friends.

 They take God at his word.

 They were fighting for God’s will in my life.

They weren’t willing to see me not win this fight!

They were going to do their part in seeing me win this battle!

I have some incredible friends.

We always tell each other that our friendship is something so special because we have never had any drama or things you hear that come with girls…but it is because we truly desire to do friendship God’s way and build each other up. To love and fight for each other as if we were fighting for ourselves…

 You better believe I would stage an intervention if one of my dear friends was in a fight…

I saw what that Holy Intervention did for me.

That Holy Intervention built my faith.

It was one of the many things that made me go into my appointments with scripture in my heart and readied on my lips.

That intervention is what I needed to remind myself to put on the full armor of God and that HIS WORD is my sword. I was fighting this battle with his word.

 I had to bathe myself in it, and truly believe it.

I tell you this to share of something incredible in my life, but also to challenge you.

Do you need a holy intervention?

 If yes, I encourage you to humble yourself and ask for that.

 I recently had a dear friend ask for this. She just reached out to people she needed to believe with her for something, and then we joined together in this intervention. How beautiful it is when we do this! And I believe we see the impossible happen when we do this and truly bind together and circle one another in prayer and scripture.

If you know of someone who needs an intervention, it may have to start with you.

You will feel crazy or even pushy, but if someone is in need of it, step out and do it.

Because you love them.

Because you love Jesus.

Because you want to see them win the fight.

Grab some friends. Join together. Make a scripture book. Make a prayer book. Declare scripture over the friend or family member. Sit them down. Hold their hands. Cry with them and let them know they are not alone.

That intervention truly changed my life forever.

Let’s not be afraid of a little Holy Intervention;)

It truly can change lives!

Thankful for my intervention,

Aly