Sometimes, you just need to know God sees the situation you are in. Here's a story from long ago ...
I had driven a long way to put my husband in the hospital. It was late when we got there. By the time the paperwork was done and he was tucked up in bed, it was near midnight.
I went out to the parking lot to start up our gas-hog of a van to go home ... but it wouldn't start. It was not a dead battery, it just wouldn't kick in no matter how many times I turned the key.
Great. Just great.
I trudged back into the hospital and wearily rang the buzzer to ask if I could come back inside and use their phone. (This was back before I had a cell phone.)
Who could I call at midnight for help so far from home?
I decided to call my Pastor. I told him not to come then, for the hospital said I could lay down in their guest waiting room. He said he would come in the morning.
So, using a borrowed pillow and blanket, I bunked on a couch. I fit on the couch as long as I kept my knees bent. and waited for morning.
"God, how could you let this happen? Don't you care? This is like the worst day of my life. I can't even ask Jim what to do because they don't let anyone have any contact with him for 72 hours."
There's no doubt about it, I was feeling very sorry for myself.
STOP
(This post was written in response to the prompt "LONGING" given to the writers at the Five Minute Friday Community. My five minutes are up; but, wait! I have more!)
How I longed to be back home with my children and in my own bed! How I longed to have my husband whole again!
When morning came, Bro. Hester was there to pick me up, earlier than I expected. But he didn't come alone! He brought a mechanic with him from our home town to help get the van going. (I'd figured we'd have to leave it there and worry about it later.)
Bro. Hester took me home in time for me to get my girls off the school bus that afternoon.
The mechanic knew just what to do, and once he had the van running, he drove it home for me.
My church family helped us pay for the parts.
I longed for God to speak audibly to me in my hour of distress; He chose to use His servants to get me back on the road.
I'm forever grateful for both the kindness of God and the kindness of Bro. Hester.
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A Prayer for When You are Longing for God to Show Up
When you seek me
in prayer and worship, you will find me available to you. If you seek me with
all your heart and soul, Jeremiah 29:13 New English Translation
And,
I will behave
wisely in a perfect way. Oh, when will You come to me? I will walk within my house with a perfect heart. Psalm 101:2 New King James Version
Father,
Some of us might
be feeling pretty low today. We feel we have been seeking You. You are on our
mind constantly. Yet we are still longing to hear Your voice, to experience
Your presence.
We cry like
David, “When will You come to me?”
Yet, we know You
are Wonderful and glorious and a good, good Father. We also know that sometimes You choose to come to us in the form of one of Your children's kindness to us.
Abba,
Daddy … please lift us up, in whatever way You see best.
In
Jesus’ name we pray, may many come to You today, so be it, amen.
(adapted from a Prayer from 09/24/24)
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