If I was to measure the distance from her nose to the treats she sought, it could not have measured more than 8 inches.
I laughed my frustrated laugh, "They are literally right in front of your face."
"Huh?" Her eyes searched the counter and settled on the gummy worms my husband was now pointing to.
In my helpful fashion I mused, "You must have zero peripheral vision." (To be sure, this was not the first time that day that her eyes had completely missed an item I asked her to fetch...)
"I was looking for a bag."
There it was. The moment I handed my giddy son his gummy worms and watched him skip into the living room, I showed initiative and went ahead and pulled more worms from the bag. I placed them in neat, equal piles on the counter.
She wasn't looking for neat, equal piles. She was looking for a bag.
Haha, Lord. I get it.
He does this to me all the time. I ask for something. I search for it in confusion. Then there it is. Right there. Right in front of my face.
I prayed that I would be able to make it through Glenn's funeral music relatively intact.
I then wrenched my back something fierce while working out, and spent the majority of the funeral focusing on the electricity massaging my back to keep the inflammation down.
Ok, it doesn't seem much like an answered prayer. It certainly wasn't in a package I expected, but the singing went awesome. As easy as breathing. (I'll blog more about the funeral on Wednesday.)
And I shouldn't be surprised. God's always wrapping up answered prayers in His own packages.
A deliverer in a basket in the reeds.
The Messiah in a little baby.
A healing cleanse in a dirty river.
Body and blood in bread and wine.
You are an answered prayer. You are to me, and to so many others. He hears our prayers and so often we want a magical finish. From what I've seen, God can definitely do that, but more often He changes the packaging. He wraps it in flesh. He wraps up His answered prayers in fallible people with hearts for God.
You are going to meet people today with messy lives. People who are praying for an answer, for a miracle. You might not be the answer, but you can be the one who points them to The Answer. You can show them the love and support that they need to get through this. You can be the one who receives the help from the person wondering if there is any purpose to their life.
Today I pray God give you the eyes to see His answers, no matter how their wrapped. And I pray He gives us all eyes to see that He has chosen us to point out His Answer to a broken and hurting world.
God bless your Messy Monday, Friends! I love you dearly!
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