A few weeks back I had an experience with prayer that really stunned me. My entire adult life I had heard in church the stories of sisters pleading with their Heavenly Father for help and someone rings their doorbell or phone. I never really had a connection with these stories until it happened to me. I reallly have had some challenges in recovering. I am doing much better everyday but there was one day when the frustration of not being totally up to snuff and ready to get to work knocked me over. I was sitting on the edge of the bed and bawling when I remembered….. prayer.
I quickly and earnestly prayed that something would happen. I remember the request being something to the effect of "thou knowest I can’t do this, help me find a way to do it". As I ended my prayer I glanced up to see my husband all ready for work and kissing my forhead to leave.
The next thing I knew five or so minutes had past. The phone rang and my husband answered. He said a friend had called and she had all the stuff I was stressing taken care of.
I couldn’t believe how wonderful it is to know that I was not alone. I had not only a loving friend but a loving Heavenly Father to take care of me. Her timing was perfect. Her heart was ready to listen and act. I was so greatful for a belief system that includes a loving God. I became keenly aware that He knew me and my situation. In times comfort and times of need he knows me. I am his daughter.
I have found that spiritual moments in my life are like an EKG print out. There are some peaks and valleys, followed sometimes by some flatlines of mundaneness. The peaks are what makes my faith knowledge, and gets me through the valleys and leveling off. Since the baby has arrived the sensitivity to the spiritual things has heightened. Humiliation, frustration, struggle, trials in my life have been as salt to soup. They bring out the flavor of kindness, love, hope, faith, friendship, and family.
I am so overwhelmed with gratitude for the small peaks in my life. For the friends who listen to a nudge by the spirit to act. My prayers now are different. I plead that I can be sensitive enough to act.