Chapter 1 · 5 min read
Introduction: Women Who Held Heaven Open
There is a thread running through the whole of church history that is easy to overlook in the official accounts. It does not belong to councils and synods, to theological disputations or institutional records. It belongs to the quiet rooms, the pre-dawn kneelings, the tear-stained prayers breathed over sleeping children, over suffering strangers, over the darkest circumstances the world could devise. It belongs to women. Again and again across twenty centuries, God has answered the prayers of women whose faith was no less formidable for being largely invisible to the crowds, whose intercessions were no less powerful for going largely unrecorded in the history books.
The Scripture is unambiguous on this point. The prophet Joel declared what God Himself had promised for the last days: “Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your old men will dream dreams, your young men will see visions. Even on my servants, both men and women, I will pour out my Spirit in those days” (Joel 2:28–29, NIV). The Spirit of God is no respecter of gender in His distribution of power and calling. The women in this book took that promise at full face value and lived it out with a depth and consistency that shook the world around them.
The first recorded prayer meeting after the ascension of Christ included women at its very core.
Luke describes the gathered disciples: “They all joined together constantly in prayer, along with the women and Mary the mother of Jesus, and with his brothers” (Acts 1:14, NIV). And when, in Acts 16, Paul and Silas arrived at Philippi and went looking for a place of prayer on the Sabbath, they found a gathering of women already deep in intercession: “where we expected to find a place of prayer. We sat down and began to speak to the women who had gathered there” (Acts 16:13, NIV). The first European convert was Lydia — a woman found at prayer. From the earliest hours of the church, women have been foundational to its prayer life.
What is a woman who is a prayer warrior? She is not necessarily a woman of public prominence or ecclesiastical authority. She may be, like Monica of Hippo, a mother pressing through seventeen years of unanswered prayer with nothing visible to show for her intercession but a wayward son and an unshakable confidence in the faithfulness of God. She may be, like Corrie ten Boom, a prisoner in a Nazi concentration camp who sustained a prayer meeting in her barracks even as the world around her descended into horror.
She may be, like Lottie Moon, a woman who gave her food away until she was too weak to stand, spending her last earthly breath in prayer for the people she had come to love. She may be known only to God and to the few whose lives she transformed through intercession they never fully knew was happening.
What unites these ten women is precisely the thing that Jesus promised to all who would receive it: access to the Father through the Son that no circumstance, no institution, and no human power could revoke. Jesus declared: “Very truly I tell you, my Father will give you whatever you ask in my name. Until now you have not asked for anything in my name. Ask and you will receive, and your joy will be complete” (John 16:23–24, NIV). These women believed that promise with the whole force of their lives. They did not believe it theoretically. They staked everything on it — their futures, their families, their reputations, their health, and in some cases their freedom.
These ten women came from remarkably different worlds. Monica prayed in Roman North Africa in the fourth century. Teresa of Ávila reformed the Carmelite order in sixteenth-century Spain. Susanna Wesley prayed with her apron drawn over her head in a crowded eighteenth- century Lincolnshire parsonage. Madame Guyon was imprisoned for seven years in the Bastille for her radical devotion to prayer. Amy Carmichael labored fifty-five consecutive years in South India without a furlough. Corrie ten Boom emerged from Ravensbrück concentration camp to preach forgiveness across six continents. Lottie Moon gave herself away in rural China until she had nothing left to give. Mary Slessor faced down headhunters in Nigeria armed only with love and prayer. Gladys Aylward led a hundred children through snow-covered mountains in wartime China when no one else would. Evelyn Christenson built a global prayer movement on a single foundational question. What united them was not their century or their culture or their temperament but their absolute, unshakable conviction that prayer was not peripheral to the Christian life — it was the center of it.
Paul’s instruction to the Colossians applies as urgently to us as it did to them: “Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful” (Colossians 4:2, NIV). The word translated “devote” in the Greek is proskartereo — to persist, to attach oneself to, to be continuously occupied with. It is not the language of casual religious engagement but of committed, daily occupation. These ten women were occupied with prayer. Prayer was not something they did; it was something they were. And through them, God did things that still echo across the centuries.
These chapters are not merely historical portraits. They are invitations. As you read them, you will find yourself standing repeatedly at the edge of a deeper life — a life in which prayer is not a religious duty to be discharged but a living relationship to be inhabited. That life is available to you. Every soul who seeks God with their whole heart finds Him. That is not a motivational sentiment; it is the promise of God, tested by ten thousand lives, and proved again in these ten extraordinary women.
May their lives stir in you a holy dissatisfaction with surface faith. May they make you restless with thin, hurried, mechanical religion. May they send you to your knees with fresh hunger and renewed expectation — and may you discover there the same inexhaustible God these women found waiting for them.