In August of last year I spent 20 minutes on the phone with a woman I had never spoken to or met. Less than 15 minutes after that phone call I had an email in my inbox with an attachment called ‘Anything’.
Less than an hour after that I sat down on my couch and opened the document, and spent the rest of my evening peering into the heart of a woman who loves God, like, really loves God.
What I had in my inbox was Jennie Allen’s book Anything. It’s the story of her life. It’s the story of a prayer that was put in her heart by the Spirit of God: God, we will do anything. Anything. That kind of surrender has a way of unraveling everything in your life. That kind of surrender has a way of setting you free.
That night, curled up on my couch, I got to know a woman I had never met; a woman who knew the same God I know.
I finished the book, and still sitting on my couch I drafted the following email back to her:
First of all, I love you and feel like you’re my best friend already. For serious. Thank you so much for sharing this with me and with the world.
You write like you’re my friend and I love that. I loved it because I felt like I was reading a living, feeling version of Platt’s Radical. Your book was disarming making me confess that I wasn’t radical, and then vulnerable – allowing me to let down my guard and then challenging – calling me and motivating me to actually be radical. That’s really neat.
Gosh. I feel emotional and convicted, and like I need to spend some time praying anything tonight.
It’s amazing to me how powerful one woman telling her story with honesty and conviction can be.
That night I lay face down on my floor and prayed: anything.
I ran smack into Jennie Allen’s Anything less than a month after I lost my father. My cry to God that night on the floor was an empty and broken sound.
In a way it felt easy. After all, I didn’t feel like I had anything left to give to God.
In a way it was impossible. After all, I knew the weight of ‘anything’. ‘Anything‘ can include watching your dad waste away right in front of your eyes without the love of God in his heart.
That night I prayed the prayer I will have to pray a million times again before this life is done. God, let me say these words and let me mean them. Father, let the cry of my heart be: anything.
I’ve never done a blog give away before. It feels weird to me for some reason, but I want to do it this time. Because I want you to read this woman’s story, and more than that, I want you to find yourself facedown praying to our sweet God that you would be able to lift your voice and in worship say: Anything!
So, if you want to get a copy of this amazing book, do any two of the following things:
#1 Go to www.whatisyouranything.com and share the one thing you’re most afraid to lose, (and comment below letting us know too!)
#2 Tweet your thoughts, linking either to this blog post or to the book directly!
Don’t forget to comment and let me know what you did so I can include you in the give-away!
#3 Skip the giveaway and buy the book for yourself!