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I did it as a kid. I wish I could go back to those times.
Who doesn't?! There's days I look at my toddler siblings and I tell my mom, "I wish I was a kid again." Kids are so carefree and so much fun and so funny. A little stubborn, but so adorable. (I realize I'm talking like I'm not 8 years older than kids. lol)
 
If you think our gracious Father does not get involved in the minutia of an ordinary life, allow me to share a story.

This past week we have been caring for our ailing senior dog. We were presented with affirmation upon affirmation that it was time to set his soul free. We made the difficult decision to have him euthanized yesterday. Our hearts are shredded with grief.

On driving home we saw storm clouds and it was raining by the time we made it home - but we had time to tarp out the chicken run before the skies opened wide. We experienced a violent thunderstorm. The large tree next to the chicken run incurred damage and a large 50 foot limb cracked at the trunk and was hanging precariously over the run dangling in the wind, hanging on by a thin shred of wood. It was clearly going to fall on the run and crush the run like a tin can and perhaps damage the coop and the girls inside. It was up too high for us to do anything about it, not to mention heavily raining. With severe lightening, climbing a ladder was obviously out of the question. I prayed to God and His Angels that it would not fall until we could get a tree service out today to cut it down and to protect the chickens and keep the safe from harm.

A final check on the girls, they were ok. Weary and exhausted from the events of the day, as rain pelted my face and lightening cracked above and all around me, I sloshed my way through 4" of water back to the house to provide solace to our remaining grieving dog, convinced I would have another sleepless night worrying about the safety of the girls.

Inside, I placed an emergency call to a tree service, it was 8:00 PM.
I heard a strange noise, not unusual for this neighborhood and realized it was time to collect the food and water so back out into the storm I went. I discovered the limb had fallen (the strange sound I heard) and landed next to the run, only denting the one corner on its way down. I praised God profusely, relieved no real damage occurred. We tried to drag it out of the way as it was blocking the run door. Large and heavy, we mustered the energy to drag it out of the way. Tears of relief, gratitude, grief and exhaustion consumed me.

If you think God doesn't hear your pleas for help, your cries for mercy, your soul yearning for comfort, know this - HE DOES. He hears, He listens, He delivers, He provides, He comforts, He loves as only He knows how to do. He is a safe harbor, a haven in the storms of life, a refuge, a rock, steady and true. All you have to do is ask. He is waiting to hear from you / us.

Tears and sorrow may consume you at night, but there will be joy in the morning and the glorious sun will rise once again.
 
So I don't really know what's been going on here. I haven't had the time to check and keep up. But, I wanted to reach out. So obviously with everything going on in our world today, I'm actually pretty scared. See, my life has been really hard. I've got an extremely difficult past filled with lies, abuse, rejection, neglect, and hopelessness. I just wanted some prayer because I don't understand why God gave ME this life. I don't understand His plan and everything that I've suffered. But, I just wanted some prayer because I've decided to reopen my heart to Him, even though I don't understand what He's doing.
 

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