Right now I feel giddy. The kind of giddy that comes from knowing God just taught me a lesson (thankfully not a painful one). I love that He takes the time to teach me. Even when it's something I've supposedly already learned and re-learned several times. One of these days I'll get it. So what's this great, amazing lesson? Simple: God hears and answers our prayers.
Let me see if I can express through words my experience.
I had just come from Bible study where we had an deep conversation about prayer and how we should pray. (Our scripture that spurred the discussion was Luke 11:1-13. It was a discussion that hit me particularly hard. I felt that God was trying to get my attention. It was like He was saying, "Your prayer life up till now has been okay, but not what it should be. This is the next step you need to take..."
So I was pondering all this as I drove back to the church to pick up my kids from their activities. We got back out to the car and it wouldn't start. It's not even that it wouldn't start, but I physically could not get the key to turn in the ignition. Knowing Keith was stuck in a meeting for the next hour I went inside to see if I could find someone to give the kids and I a ride home.
An acquaintance, Mel, opened the door for me. "Do you happen to know anything about cars?" I asked.
"Some," he said and then he went out to the car with me. He tried several times to get the key to turn and nothing happened. He asked some questions: have I had trouble before now, etc. Then he asked, "Have you prayed about it?"
I kinda laughed, "Not yet."
He smiled. He tried a couple more times. Then he paused, just for a couple of seconds, then turned the key again and the car roared to life.
"Did you just pray for it!?!" I exclaimed.
He just smiled, "Yeah."
I had spent the last hour and a half contemplating prayer and how I should pray and then didn't even bother to pray when God presented an opportunity. Duh, Naomi!
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