My friend, may I ask you a question? Did you ever notice that often when we pray, seeking answers to our questions, we’re greeted by silence? We make the sounds of prayer but seldom listen for God’s return message which, oftentimes, is more of a transcendent whisper than a divine proclamation?
My friend, life’s a story, welcome to This Passing Day. I’m Mark Brunner.
“Shhhh! Listen! Did you hear that?” My wife put her finger to her lips and gestured toward me to quit talking and listen more closely. This was years ago and my hearing was pretty good. She was sure that she heard a mouse in the ceiling above our bed. I listened for a moment and then told her that I didn’t hear anything. “No, listen!” She again pleaded. “Don’t talk; just listen and keep completely silent.” Sure enough! (And keep in mind these were the days long before I acquired these hearing aides.) I listened for about ten seconds, really trying to pick up on the slightest noise and there it was–a very faint but definitely audible scraping noise of tiny little feet scurrying on the ceiling boards above. How she heard that faint sound while there were other competing sounds, I don’t know.
Often it’s that way when we pray. We make the sounds but seldom listen for God’s return message which, oftentimes, is more of a transcendent whisper than a divine proclamation.
Here’s a story from Heather Morton: “While on summer holidays, we sleep in a tent. Our family travels and sight-sees all day, then stops in the evening to set up the tent. This routine works well, although at times I have been disappointed. Because we often don’t stop until evening, on many occasions the prime camping locations in a campground have already been taken. One evening, we had to set up camp in a wide open space, instead of in a cooler, shaded area. Here, I could see that the morning sun would beat down on the tent and heat it to unbearable temperatures. Another time, I would have preferred an ocean-view site, as opposed to the one in the woods which we were assigned. On the night we camped out in the open, we experienced torrential rains. Although all our things were soggy, we fared quite well, because the field we were in was on high ground. The lovely, shaded spots I had wanted were in a hollow and were awash with ankle-deep puddles of water that would have saturated everything. On the night I would have chosen an ocean-view instead of the woods, the gentle sea breeze strengthened to strong winds that would have threatened to blow our tent over. Yet we were safely sheltered amongst the protective cover of the trees. (Heather Morton)
Often, God’s answers to our prayers are not what we expect. God knows our needs even before we do. His response to our pleadings and yearnings is guaranteed to be heard, but not necessarily assured to be answered in a way we might readily discover. God always answers our prayers, but it may not be what we were expecting. Our lives are really like that ceiling in our room or the gentle sea breeze, they quietly go along and we may never really discover the rhythm of God’s presence there unless we turn off the noise of living and really listen for the answers.
We pray. A prayer from Isaiah: “Yet the Lord longs to be gracious to you; he rises to show you compassion. For the Lord is a God of justice. Blessed are all who wait for him… Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, ‘This is the way; walk in it’” - (Isaiah 30:18, 21). In Jesus name we pray. Amen!
Read more: https://www.living-prayers.com/events/dawn_prayer.html#ixzz5SibmxJsa In Jesus name we pray. Amen! (https://www.living-prayers.com/events/dawn_prayer.html–adapted)
Therefore my friend, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry for itself; each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matt 6:34) This Passing Day. May this passing day honor our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and be a blessing to you and everyone you meet. Find a stranger and say hello. Don't let another day pass without your day blessing someone else.
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