I sat alone in the darkened house and shivered. It was high time for me to be in bed but... well... my thoughts were suddenly upon that dark night last December when I went to sleep and... I shivered again. That time my family was home but this time my husband wouldn't be home until tomorrow evening. What if... what if it happened again?
Far too often, we are guilty of trying to handle things on our own; things God never intended us to handle on our own. I am learning that lesson. I'd been chatting with a friend of mine here at CB just a few moments before. I didn't know if she was still here but I was going to send her an urgent message anyway. I knew I was being silly but... I was scared and I needed prayer.
As I typed the message the thought crossed my mind that perhaps she was no longer there. However, I shoved that thought aside as I realized it didn't matter if she saw the message I was typing or not. I needed to send it and God would see that she got it... one way or another.
As I climbed into bed a few minutes later, my little cat Nix jumped up on my bed and snuggled up next to me. Usually he is "prowling" about this time of night but not last night. I thought about how God is always with me, even when I am alone. The God who held me so tightly in His arms on that dark December night is not about to let go of me now.Listening to my cat purr, I fell peacefully asleep until morning.
This morning, I got a message from my friend. She hadn't seen my message until this morning but she wanted me to know something. After she had gone to bed, she couldn't sleep. She realized that God was moving on her to pray for someone. She didn't know who but she prayed. She still couldn't sleep so she prayed some more and this time... she prayed for me.
K, I have a friend at work (a co-worker) who I had considered a "nominal" Christian and one day we were talking about this very thing. He said that he was surprised when a man "high up in the church" said that he was afraid to die. My friend said that because we are Christians we should not be afraid to die. (I was kind of surprised to hear him say that. He is kind of a simple man, but this was a quite deep thought.)
I have thought about what he said for some time now and I am convinced that this is true, though I'm not sure how I'd feel if it was me. ;) What I have come up with is that if we really trust God to do the right thing in our lives then we will be totally OK with everything, even if we die. (Lord, help me to be that trusting!)
And what a blessing when we find out that someone has been praying for us even when they do not know the problems we have been having! It's even more of a blessing when we find out the details as you have shared with us. I have seen it happen in my own life and am so grateful that He cares so much for us.
Thanks for taking the time to share this story. I need to remind myself often that I should NOT be afraid of ANYTHING because God is in control. (I even startled myself just this evening when I choose something here on CB that I was not sure God wanted me to choose, but then I recalled that I had asked Him to guide me this day, and of course the day is not over yet, so even though I had not prayed specifically about this one thing I can be confident that I made the right choice.)
These things you talked about are such a little thing for Him, yet they mean so much to us. God is SOOOO AMAZING! Why does He care about us this much? Awesome God!!!
Blessings and love,
O.K. It has been awhile since I had a good cry but I just had one.
Years ago when I was going through one of the toughest stretches of my life, isolated with NO friends and feeling like there was no way I would ever be able to do anything for God again, someone sent me a Ricky Skaggs CD with this song on it. I don't remember any other songs on that CD but this song saved my life.
I played it over and over again for I believe the Lord was telling me there WERE people out there praying for me whether I knew them or they knew me or not. Sure enough, after a season of "enjoying" the dark night of the soul, I did indeed rise above the trash heap that was my life and stand upon the mountain of God's grace once again; all because there were people out there who stayed faithful to God's call to pray, even if they didn't know who they were praying for.
Thank you for this blog and for this song, I honestly didn't know there was a You Tube of it. You made my day. Thanks