Today I was in observance of all that appeared in my day as a result of my prayers. Having had a great day and enjoying the many new people that I met, there was a pair of moments that truly got my attention.
First, lying on the floor I saw a band aid in the wrapper and picked it up. I said to myself I wonder who will need this, knowing full well this would be revealed. Later that evening a lady had a small cut on her finger that was bleeding and I was prepared to help with the band aid I had.
Then while creating a gift basket, I was using a cardboard inside a clear bag for a sturdy bottom. Having already completed two of them with ease, I was asking why this last one was so hard and had not expected the answer, so I missed the purpose of the resistance. It wasn’t until I had push through the resistance and had taped the bag up that I noticed that the cardboard was on the wrong side.
In the issue of the band-Aid I had expected and answer. In the instance of the cardboard I forgot there is no place God is not. I did not recognize the answer of why the last one was more difficult to tape and therefore I missed being helped to get it on the right side.
” I am a woman in process. I’m just trying like everybody else. I try to take every conflict, every experience, and learn from it. Life is never dull. Oprah Winfrey”
Expect An Answer
As a drought continued for what seemed an eternity, a small community of farmers was in a quandary as to what to do. Rain was important to keep their crops healthy and sustain the way of life of the townspeople. As the problem became more acute, a local pastor called a prayer meeting to ask for rain. Many people arrived. The pastor greeted most of them as they filed in. As he walked to the front of the church to officially begin the meeting he noticed most people were chatting across the aisles and socializing with friends. When he reached the front his thoughts were on quieting the attendees and starting the meeting. His eyes scanned the crowd as he asked for quiet. He noticed an eleven year-old girl sitting quietly in the front row. Her face was beaming with excitement. Next to her, poised and ready for use, was a bright red umbrella. The little girl’s beauty and innocence made the pastor smile as he realized how much faith she possessed. No one else in the congregation had brought an umbrella. All came to pray for rain, but the little girl had come expecting God to answer�