Post by Eric W. on Feb 16, 2017 18:34:15 GMT -5
I wanted to touch base with everyone and see if there were any specific prayer requests for tomorrow?
I ask as usual for direction and strength. I saw, what I am assuming, was my prodigal leave on a date last Sunday afternoon. I was in the kitchen and saw a pickup pull up to the house, and a guy get out holding a red bag. The garage door opened and he went inside. Fifteen minutes or so later he comes out goes to his truck and locks it. While she backs her car out of the garage. He gets in the passenger side and they leave...
I was an emotional wreck. I tried watching TV, I tried distracting myself with homework, nothing worked. Until, I broke down crying in prayer, for God to give me peace. For his will to be done regardless of what I wanted. That if I needed to let go and let this happen, for him to remove her from my mind. To not think about her all the time.
He gave me peace as soon as the prayer closed, my eyes opened and a holy peace came over me. She didn't leave my mind, she stayed there all week. Facebook memories popped up over the past couple of days of posts she and I had shared a few years ago. Reading them didn't make me miss what I don't have right now, it warmed and reminded me of where we were.
God is good, even when life isn't. As Lynda Randle sang last Sunday, The God on the mountain, is the God in the valley.
I ask as usual for direction and strength. I saw, what I am assuming, was my prodigal leave on a date last Sunday afternoon. I was in the kitchen and saw a pickup pull up to the house, and a guy get out holding a red bag. The garage door opened and he went inside. Fifteen minutes or so later he comes out goes to his truck and locks it. While she backs her car out of the garage. He gets in the passenger side and they leave...
I was an emotional wreck. I tried watching TV, I tried distracting myself with homework, nothing worked. Until, I broke down crying in prayer, for God to give me peace. For his will to be done regardless of what I wanted. That if I needed to let go and let this happen, for him to remove her from my mind. To not think about her all the time.
He gave me peace as soon as the prayer closed, my eyes opened and a holy peace came over me. She didn't leave my mind, she stayed there all week. Facebook memories popped up over the past couple of days of posts she and I had shared a few years ago. Reading them didn't make me miss what I don't have right now, it warmed and reminded me of where we were.
God is good, even when life isn't. As Lynda Randle sang last Sunday, The God on the mountain, is the God in the valley.
