I don’t know when this dawns on others; I know that at this stage of my life, demonstrations of God’s blessings, protection, and providence are all around me. I don’t have to work hard to see.
Right now via Facebook, I have evidence of miraculous answered prayers as well as the pleas of His people for their needs. I love how God uses social media to connect His people to His other people.
From my limited viewpoint, I often see just MY world which, this morning, is from a very nice porch that looks out on our tranquil lake. All is peaceful and right with the world. I laze in a white, over-sized rocking chair and move it ever so slightly as to not generate any sweat. The occasional truck rumbles through as it is construction season and my neighbors continue on their titanic project. Really breath-taking.
Having lived some life, I can rock back and view God’s trajectory in the concerns and lives of so many.
As a former problem fixer, how many times have I been on the inside of someone’s problem, noodling how this thing could work out/not work out? And then, how many times have I
1) kept my opinion to myself and
2) experienced ANOTHER breath-taker as the Creator of the Universe has stepped in and made His presence known?
Not always does His solution make sense; not always does He answer the prayer for healing, health, marital peace, or familial unity. But if I am attentive, I can see His hand, sense His working, and then rest in what He has taught me. He’s got it.
I can’t offer specifics here as so many of the needs that my friends share are not public. I am honored when they trust me in their prayer chain. Mike and I lived and experienced the power of the prayers of God’s people. I love that they want me in on whatever challenge they face. Praying for others always blesses the pray-er.
The hardest for me involves sick children. When I drive by a children’s hospital, I am so glad we have such specialty places and I’m so sad that we need such specialty places. A sick child does not make sense to me. I don’t think it will ever make sense to me.
Right now, I am joined in prayer for 3 children who are fighting more than anyone should. Healing here? Maybe. Maybe not. The adults ask for prayers for healing and I am no longer in the advice booth so yes, Dear God, heal this child, this baby. Let me not read about the disease to the extent that I cannot pray for healing.
I know that God gifts us with knowledge and that God exists beyond that knowledge. I know that nothing cuts to a parent’s heart deeper than a sick child. So I must include prayers for those parents and family, and for the medical caregivers. God can do. I pray that He will. I also know that sometimes, healing will not come in this plain and I need to stand at the ready to ask God to wrap His arms around those who love that child.
For those outside of faith, this does not make sense I guess. But then, that’s the nature of faith. Faith grows faith.
In this day when we have short attention spans and are comfortable with bullet points, I cling to God’s bullet points:
God will not
and my own personal favorite