Prayer. My all-time, go-to, fix-everything-that-needs-to-be-fixed answer to anything I am experiencing. I come from a family of powerful praying women who won't hesitate to stop, drop to their knees and beseech God on someone's behalf. We have seen first-hand what the power of prayer can do for a dying child. So, why then do I think that sometimes prayer is not enough? Not enough? How can that be? Why do I feel today that even though I have been in constant prayer, that I still need to DO something besides pace the floor and rub a hole in the carpet.
Spencer is sick and stuck at our house due to the ice and snow. Brad will take him to ACH tomorrow to see the Pulmonologist and I am sure he will be admitted.
I am in California. Waiting at our condo until Friday when we will find out if Cole booked a commercial and if we will need to stay for a few more days, or if we can head home Saturday morning.
My level of anxiety, frustration and fear is THROUGH THE ROOF. Even though I have been talking to God all day, I have no peace. Is it being offered but I am blind to the answers? Have I worked myself up into such a state that even if the peace that God is offering was standing right in front of me, I would not see it? Is God's word not enough for me when He says, "Be anxious for nothing; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank Him for all He has done." (Philippians 4:6).
I have no answers. My prayer is that since God already knew this was going to happen, then His timing is always right and Cole and I are where we are supposed to be as are Spencer and Brad. I am, however, looking forward to the day when I will sit at the feet of Jesus and all will be revealed.
"God keeps His promises, and He will not allow you to be tested beyond your power to remain firm; at the same time you are put to the test, He will give you the strength to endure it, and so provide you with a way out."
~1 Corinthians 10:13
Spencer is sick and stuck at our house due to the ice and snow. Brad will take him to ACH tomorrow to see the Pulmonologist and I am sure he will be admitted.
I am in California. Waiting at our condo until Friday when we will find out if Cole booked a commercial and if we will need to stay for a few more days, or if we can head home Saturday morning.
My level of anxiety, frustration and fear is THROUGH THE ROOF. Even though I have been talking to God all day, I have no peace. Is it being offered but I am blind to the answers? Have I worked myself up into such a state that even if the peace that God is offering was standing right in front of me, I would not see it? Is God's word not enough for me when He says, "Be anxious for nothing; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank Him for all He has done." (Philippians 4:6).
I have no answers. My prayer is that since God already knew this was going to happen, then His timing is always right and Cole and I are where we are supposed to be as are Spencer and Brad. I am, however, looking forward to the day when I will sit at the feet of Jesus and all will be revealed.
"God keeps His promises, and He will not allow you to be tested beyond your power to remain firm; at the same time you are put to the test, He will give you the strength to endure it, and so provide you with a way out."
~1 Corinthians 10:13
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