Sunday, August 5, 2007

keep asking, keep seeking, keep knocking

I didn't sleep good. I was up off and on all night long. But I don't mind those nights too terribly. It gives me a nice, quiet, long time to pray. And so I did. I prayed. I prayed for the open house today. I prayed it would bring the offer we've been waiting for so we can get to India.

Now this has been my prayer since April when we put the house on the market. But I prayed again. And I prayed with as much faith and hope as I did back then. Because we don't know God's timing; we can't possibly predict when He will answer our prayers. But the Bible makes it clear we have a chance to be a part of answered prayers. All we have to do is pray.

I know this is true in my own life. I know most recently with Baby Wyatt. I was in the delivery room. I saw that knot in his cord. I heard what the doctor said. But I was praying all thru the delivery. And my Dad was praying all thru my sister's pregnancy. And we were a part of that wonderful miracle of a healthy birth.

The same is true with Jean-Marc and Deulonge. They were these beautiful Haitian children in an orphanage Steve visited 5 years ago. He fell in love and came home announcing these two newest additions to our family. So we began to pray. I prayed everyday for the next several months. And they did get a new family; it just wasn't ours. I was devastated of course. That's not the way I thought things were going to work out. But they did work out. The kids were able to stay together. They went to a Christian home. And the last I heard they were being home schooled (which was a concern of mine because of the school system in Haiti.) So God answered my prayers. Not the first week or month, but He did answer them. And it couldn't have worked out any more perfectly. Some of you have heard this story before and you know about all the unexpected court costs and attorney fees that we could have never afforded to pay. But God knew all that ahead of time. And He allowed me a special role in getting those kids home.

So once again I go before the throne. In the name of Jesus, I ask that His will be done. I ask for guidance. I ask for my house to sell. I ask that we can get to India. And I wait in anticipation for His reply. Because whatever it is; it will be just what I needed. And I will be able to say I helped God make that decision! How cool is that?!@#$

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Your faith is truly inspiring. and the only other thing that I can think to say is "Amen, Sister".

Melissa Wilson said...

My faith is the size of a mustard seed, and no bigger. But the Bible says that's big enough! Thank God right?