There are times when I just want to swoop in and do SOMETHING, ANYTHING. And yet, all I can do is pray. It seems like nothing sometimes. It seems like some small little thing, however, it's a big thing.
I think sometimes we might think it's a small thing, because anything that happens because WE didn't do anything. Sure, we requested, we called out, we cried, even maybe shouted but WE didn't do anything, God does it all.
We want to make a difference, sure for the glory of God, but I don't know about you, but I want to know that God uses me, I want somehow to be able to "earn my keep". And yes, I do know that is self-centered. I know that there is NO way in Heaven that I can return what has been given to me in anyway. But truly, I want to make a difference, I want the mess that I have made to be used for the Glory of God.
A few times in my life I have wanted to be a foster parent. You know, the good kind, not one of those crazies that people right books about, but a good one. Last night was one of those days, I think I would have ended up with 6 kids. And I wonder... is it me or is that something that God has laid on my heart? Or is He planting a seed of something that will be someday.... hmmmm
So, I just pray, and I trust in Him that it's enough, that if He wants to use me to be a vessel, He will, because He knows I will. I pray quietly, I pray in the car, I cry, I yell, slow, fast, with scripture, without scripture. I just pray.
And that's enough.
2 Chron 6:28-31 28 "When famine or plague comes to the land, or blight or mildew, locusts or grasshoppers, or when enemies besiege them in any of their cities, whatever disaster or disease may come, 29 and when a prayer or plea is made by any of your people Israel—each one aware of his afflictions and pains, and spreading out his hands toward this temple- 30 then hear from heaven, your dwelling place. Forgive, and deal with each man according to all he does, since you know his heart (for you alone know the hearts of men), 31 so that they will fear you and walk in your ways all the time they live in the land you gave our fathers.
I think sometimes we might think it's a small thing, because anything that happens because WE didn't do anything. Sure, we requested, we called out, we cried, even maybe shouted but WE didn't do anything, God does it all.
We want to make a difference, sure for the glory of God, but I don't know about you, but I want to know that God uses me, I want somehow to be able to "earn my keep". And yes, I do know that is self-centered. I know that there is NO way in Heaven that I can return what has been given to me in anyway. But truly, I want to make a difference, I want the mess that I have made to be used for the Glory of God.
A few times in my life I have wanted to be a foster parent. You know, the good kind, not one of those crazies that people right books about, but a good one. Last night was one of those days, I think I would have ended up with 6 kids. And I wonder... is it me or is that something that God has laid on my heart? Or is He planting a seed of something that will be someday.... hmmmm
So, I just pray, and I trust in Him that it's enough, that if He wants to use me to be a vessel, He will, because He knows I will. I pray quietly, I pray in the car, I cry, I yell, slow, fast, with scripture, without scripture. I just pray.
And that's enough.
2 Chron 6:28-31 28 "When famine or plague comes to the land, or blight or mildew, locusts or grasshoppers, or when enemies besiege them in any of their cities, whatever disaster or disease may come, 29 and when a prayer or plea is made by any of your people Israel—each one aware of his afflictions and pains, and spreading out his hands toward this temple- 30 then hear from heaven, your dwelling place. Forgive, and deal with each man according to all he does, since you know his heart (for you alone know the hearts of men), 31 so that they will fear you and walk in your ways all the time they live in the land you gave our fathers.
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Who else but you would walk around your neighborhood praising God, singing - with hands raised?
...and to be obedient...and pushed to your knees to pray for someone whom the Lord has laid on your heart.
...I'm telling you...when I grow up, I want to be just like you! ;)