"In the morning, O Lord, Thou wilt hear my voice; In the morning I will order my prayer to Thee and eagerly watch."
A loved one was suffering. It was not a physical pain. It was a deep hurt. Words were not enough to heal the wound. What was needed was a miracle, and so I began to pray.
I prayed and waited, and then prayed some more. Nothing seemed to be happening, and the prayers became less urgent, less frequent. I find I am prone to give up too easily, and when the need is not right there in front of me I have a tendency to forget. I am not proud of that confession.
I have a Father, however, who is not forgetful in the least. He has promised in His word that He will hear our prayers and, more than that, He will answer.
The answer came on Saturday evening as we sat in church with this loved one. Every word went right to that hurting heart; every word ministered healing. I listened in wonder, and gratitude and a bit of shame that I had not been faithful.
I am thankful:
- that He is always faithful
- that He hears and answers prayer, in His way and in His time
- that He forgives and extends grace
- that His word is powerful and healing
- for a young Pastor who faithfully proclaimed the truth of the Word
- for the Spirit that ministers
- for lazy summer days spent with family and friends
- for the amazing beauty all around us
- for funny little friends who come for a drink of water
I am joining with the Gratitude Community at Ann's today to give thanks.