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R. Robinson
Last night it was imperative I find a mislaid item. I looked and I looked, then I searched some more. It was close to midnight. "I need my sleep," I said to the empty room. Tired, frustrated, mad at myself – I knelt to pray. God knows I love and honor Him. His Word – the Bible – says to ask.
Lord, you know exactly where it is. You know I can’t find it. I need Your help, Your guidance. Heavenly Father, please show me where it is.
I got up from my knees; immediately I saw a briefcase I hadn’t considered looking into during the search. There it was! Thank You, Heavenly Father.
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My chief self-assignment for days and days has been a certain difficult chore. My good intentions were there, my willingness to attempt to do so is still intact; the need to do so is very certain.
But somehow, day after day after day, my accomplishments do not include this particular task.
I have valid excuses (at least valid to me) but my listing of them hasn’t been of any value so far.
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"I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice
And it told Thy love to me . . .
When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee my God,
I commune as friend with friend!"
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When I awakened this morning with that hymn singing in my heart, I knew that I knew, I could accomplish the put-off, laid-aside, don’t-wanna-do-it, its-not-my-fault, etc.,etc., ad nauseam duty long enough – and I did it. By God’s help and grace I DID IT.
Thank You, Heavenly Father, that Your amazing grace and direction is alive and active. Thank You that the JOY of the Lord is our strength.
Amen and AMEN.
* Matthew 21:22, Luke 11:10
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