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Prayer Does Change Things!

I must say that even in the small things and in the smallest of prayers, God answers. I am continually amazed at the fact that God is concerned about my smallest need and concern.
Today, for instance, I took Joey to practice and he was in full gear...helmet, cleats, jersey, shoulder pads...pads all over. And it was hot! As I opened my red chair on the football lawn and sat, I could feel the sweat pouring off of me and I was in capris and a short sleeve shirt. I prayed. I asked the Lord silently in my heart to make the sun go away and make it a little cooler. And almost instantaneous, it did. The sun hid behind a cloud and a nice breeze began to blow. And all I could say was, "thank you, Lord." And then I began to think. And I asked myself(and God), "why aren't all of my prayers answered so quickly." And the answer came just as quickly, "because many times you ask with the wrong motive...Because sometimes my answer is no....because there is a purpose in waiting...because you can't see the big picture and the answer you desire may be the wrong one for you."
And another part of me was wowed by the fact that it wasn't an audible, outward prayer that I had prayed for my son, but a quiet, heart felt one, and He heard me. How amazing is that?! That God would hear my plea.
I am still waiting for the answers to some of my prayers and I am still trying to figure out some of the answers to others. But in all of this, I trust Him. Because He has never let me down. He has always been there for me. He has loved me and comforted me. He has encouraged me.
I thank God that He hears and answers the prayers of the righteous, His children. And like an earthly father, doesn't always give us what we want, because He knows what's best.
But I thank Him for hearing my prayer earlier today and for moving that cloud for my son and the other boys. Wow, that He would move heaven and earth to bring us peace and to answer the prayer of a football mom...He truly is amazing!

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  1. Wow...I really needed to hear that today! Thank you for sharing...

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