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About A Loving Relationship With God and How Prayer Works |
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I'm sort of wondering what response I will receive to this.
God is the most important thing in my life. He is the reason I find the strength to wake up and go to sleep each night. If it were not for God, I would not be here right now.
To me, a relationship with God is something unique that cannot be described in human terms. He is infinitely more than any friend, more than any father, because he loves me and understands me better than any other being. I am less than an ant compared to Him, yet He condescends to my level and deigns to care for me as for something infinitely precious.
Prayer works--I've seen it cure people of diseases physical and mental, seen it bring about remarkable feats of serendipity that are too unlikely to be mere coincidence. I talk to God about my day, about what is on my mind and about my needs and I think my life is better for it. Lately I've found that just telling God my troubles (without suggesting how I would want to resolve it) brings about their prompt resolution--and I mean seriously like the next day something happens: the friend I've been worrying about or angry with will call, the weather will suddenly improve, a family illness will start to clear up, and so on...
Sometimes God says no though... He won't get you that nice car--or me those anime DVDs I've been wanting...alas... xp He also won't cure somebody whose time it is to die (although he'll often grant some extra time, as he did with my grandfather and others I have known). Generally, I think He wants to do what's best for people. (I can hear him saying, "You could never afford the insurance on that car even if you got it!" wink ). That's why half the time you have to trust in the Lord's Will (really all the time, but it's only hard about half the time). He can see consequences that we can't. Often a hardship allows people to overcome a greater one or to grow spiritually. So you have to trust in him to know.
An anecdote here: A friend at church told me this story. Before he began working full time at the church, Mr. Salgado was a High School English teacher. (He's a really nice guy too, I wish I had had him instead of some of my teachers). Anyway, he didn't make a lot of money (like $20,000) and he had six kids, so stuff was pretty tight at the end of each month. One month they were really low on cash and they happened to run out of toilet paper. Now who in the world is going to spend their last few bucks on toilet paper when they got more important things to spend it on, like gas and heat? Not my friend. (Teacher remember. Logical. wink )
Which eventually produced something like the following:
Kids (whiney): But Dad! What the heck are we suppose to use to...y'know... Mr. Salgado(confident): I'm praying that the Lord will provide. Kids: But Dad! Mr. Salgado(authoritatively): I said, the Lord will provide! Now get dressed. We're going over to your aunt's house for dinner.
So they went over to Mr. Salgado's sister's to eat dinner. (Sorry if I'm boring you at this point, it gets better, that's what happens when you try to tell real life stories... stressed ) Since you will probably ask, Mr. Salgado did not ask his sister for toilet paper, he was far too embarrassed and she was just as poor as they were.
"Get to the point. Get to the point." I can imagine you thinking. Well here's the point: That very night a bunch of kids from around the nearby neighborhoods thought it might be a fun idea to toiletpaper all the trees in the English teacher's front lawn, approximately three to six hours after Mr. Salgado bravely stated that "the Lord will provide." (Yup. They got their toilet paper). No one has had the same inclination before or since. (but I bet they would if someone really needed toilet paper again.)
Battousai-nii · Thu Dec 08, 2005 @ 08:30am · 2 Comments |
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