|Posted on May 11, 2019 at 3:20 PM|
Do you have the praying thing figured out? Are there certain words we should be using? How much faith does it take?
Here’s what I’ve decided. God always answers the prayers of a believer. Sometimes, “Yes,” other times, “No,” and then there are times He says, “Wait.”
I’ve been praying for a long time for people who I love dearly. God needs to intervene in a way that only He can.
I’ve been praying so long. Days have turned into weeks, weeks into months, and, yes, the months have turned into years. I’ve been waiting for a long, long time.
Several evenings ago, I was going to meet Patty for dinner. She was going to beat me to the restaurant, and I hurried to get there to keep her from waiting very long.
As I drove, I prayed. I was so discouraged. I’ve been praying and nothing seems like it has changed. Has God not heard me all these years? I looked out the windshield, the weather didn’t make me feel any better. It was dark, cold and pouring down rain. Just then I saw a person on the side of the highway walking toward me. I quickly passed him, and realized he was wearing a t-shirt. He had his head down as he walked into the wind and his arms were wrapped around himself.
I had already passed him and turning around would have been difficult, besides I was late meeting Patty. I prayed Lord would send a policeman or somebody to help this poor man. I could not get the man out of my mind. Although I had specifically given God some options: a policeman or someone not in a hurry; it was me who was under conviction.
Patty called to tell me she had arrived at the restaurant and was waiting. Let me tell you, God would not let me keep going! I had to turn around. There was no question about what I was supposed to do. I had to go back and help the man who I didn’t know, the one who was going to make me late.
When I got back and found the man, he was absolutely freezing. He said, “I was praying somebody would help me.” I knew that what made me turn my truck around and go back for him, was a God thing.
He was going the opposite direction I was going, but I was under instruction from God to help him. I took him to where he was going and made sure he was safe and warm.
As I drove back to meet Patty, my mind went back to my own concern. The thing that I had been praying about and then God seemed to say: “If I can rescue a freezing man on the side of the road, I can meet your need.”
So, what do I do? I keep praying and waiting upon the Lord. Somehow, I know He’s got this.