Well, it depends on how you define the word stupid!
“God, please make this water wet.”
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4 Psalms to Pray When You Need God’s Help
I love it when one of my sons echoes back to me words that originally came from my mouth. “Help a mama out” is what I often say to Connor when I want to get his attention and get his help with something.
I shouldn’t have been surprised when he looked at me after school yesterday and said, “Help a brother out.” This was after he had asked me for some Cheez-Its and I was slow to respond! You better believe that when he repeated my words back to me, I heard him! I smiled and grabbed the Cheez-Its.
Am I Praying to God or Worrying to God?
Hello my friends! Today I’m sharing a special post from Caroline Rothschild, my daughter-in-law. She’s an incredibly wise young woman with tons of charm and insight. She married our oldest son, Clayton, last year. They now live in Houston, TX. She and Clayton met at Baylor University, where she graduated with a Professional Writing degree. She went on to receive a masters degree in Theology from Truett Seminary. She has a great blog with a growing following and I know you will love her as much as I do! Today she’s talking about how she’s learning the value of true intimacy with God through prayer. Can you relate to her story?
I start.
“Dear God …”
It starts so pure. My intentions are genuine. I start so eager to submit to what He has for me.
I pray.
I want to know what He has for me; where He is taking me in the life; what He’s up to with all these bumps I seem to be bouncing along.
I start to think about some of the bumps that seem to be piling up, and all of the sudden, all the bumps have formed into a mountain. The mountain is rocky – insurmountable. I stare at it awhile, dwelling on how ill-equipped I am to climb it. How will I ever make something of all this?
I think I’m praying, but though I start with “Dear God,” I’m not praying.
I’m worrying.
Flying with a Fallen Soldier
The 90-minute flight ended as the plane landed and the pilot’s voice rang through the speaker above our heads.
“Welcome to Springfield. We have some very special passengers on this flight. We have been privileged to carry a fallen soldier to his final rest. His family is with us and, out of respect and gratefulness, please remain seated as they make their way off the aircraft first. We thank them for their sacrifice.”
How to Lighten Your Load by Trading Places
I unloaded my frustrations to my friend Karen while talking on the phone the other day. Sometimes blindness makes me so tired that it just scrapes against the bottom of my soul, and it was one of those days.
I bet you know what I’m talking about; we’ve all had “one of those days.” You know, when you’re so overwhelmed that you can’t even put your jumbled feelings into words?
Does God Answer Stupid Prayers?
Well, it depends on how you define the word stupid!
“God, please make this water wet.”
That seems like an awfully dumb prayer to pray, doesn’t it? After all, we all know water is wet. It cannot be dry. How foolish it would be to ask God to make water wet. But, what if you didn’t know water was already wet when you asked? What if you did not have the knowledge, experience or ability to understand that the nature of water was wetness?
