It comes at the last second, the last possible day- “the 11th hour.” It’s the answer to your many prayers, the long awaited decision, the rescue from disaster. Does God love the dramatic? Or is it more that everyone can now see clearly– it must be God.
I’m a firm believer in asking God for help and then believing you’ll get it. It’s the theme this month for my rambunctious 3rd grade Sunday school kids. Perfect timing…
James 1:5-8 “If you don’t know what you’re doing, pray to the Father. He loves to help. You’ll get his help, and won’t be condescended to when you ask for it. Ask boldly, believingly, without a second thought.”
So I ask, but making big decisions (sometimes life and death) with confidence is a scary thing. For the past month, I have not known what to do. My prayer for days has been, “don’t let us screw this up” and then I’ve just had to move forward trusting God would intervene.
There have been moments of no movement at all… where waiting was a forced decision. Frustratingly, all the answers haven’t come, and more than once Ive gone to sleep feeling lost, but I can see God’s merciful hand in so many ways. God has directed us through this strange illness of David’s.
The weeks ahead appear uncertain and yet Jesus is out Light and our Hope. He makes the crooked paths straight and creates streams in the wilderness. We have asked and now we must believe He will answer. It just may come at the 11th hour.
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