Last Thursday night it was raining and the temperature was dropping. The local news said there was a slight chance of snow by morning. Lilly (my 8 year old) went to bed full of anticipation. She prayed that God would send the snow. Friday morning I woke up and looked at the window, no snow. I check the internet just to make sure that school was still on, it was.
I trudged up the stairs to wake Lilly. She couldn't believe it hadn't snowed. She actually thought I was kidding her until I opened the shades. She moped around the house the rest of the morning getting ready. At 7:50 we walked out the door and got in my truck. I noticed it was starting to spit a little snow but didn't say anything. By the time we got to the end of our road it was snowing pretty hard. Lilly was looking down fiddling with her backpack and I said, "You might want to look outside." She looked out the window and then threw her head back, did a fist-pump with both hands and shouted "thank you, God, thank you!" (in her best TV preacher voice).
We both started laughing and still were when I dropped her off. As I drove away from the school it still snowing and I started thinking about her response. When she saw the snow she immediately thought of God. She didn't think of luck or coincidence or weather patterns. She thought of God. And she thanked him. I wondered if I have the same type of faith. How many times have I prayed for something to happen and when it did I never gave God the credit or the thanks? Maybe Jesus was on to something with that teaching about having faith like a child.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Thank You, God, Thank You!
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I'm often not specific enough in my prayers. Maybe she should have been praying for school to be canceled?
Good post. I always enjoy reading your blog.
I have tried to get into the habit of asking God for things that some people might think are silly. For example, sometimes when i work on my car I will loose a wrench or nut or bolt. Or maybe I run into a repair I can't solve. In the past this used to frustrate me to the point of swearing. Now when ever this happens I ask God to please help me find what ever it is I've lost or to give me the patience to find an alternative solution. the other day while I was changing my oil one such situation occurred. Shortly after saying my short prayer I found the wrench. Did God "reveal" the wrench to me or give me the patience to look for the wrench. I don't know. But I said a short thank you prayer anyway. I'd rather give God too much credit than not enough. I think God will build my character thru these small insignificant prayers. If i can trust God and thank him for small things I think it will help me trust him in large things.
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