My realisation that God can care for me better than I can.
As I walked down to the shops for lunch this afternoon, water drops started to lightly hit my body. It was the warning of rain to come. Inside me I felt a sigh of disappointment. I had no umbrella, I'd either get wet on the way there or wet on the way back. I prayed in my mind, "Please don't rain." But I felt rather guilty praying for not-rain. In Australia there's a shortage of water with our dams running low. Wouldn't me getting wet be a small sacrifice to provide water for my country?
It then occurred to me how naive I was being about God, and the huge lack of faith I had. You see when it started to rain I immediately jumped to keeping myself dry. I knew if it didn't rain, I would stay dry. But I wasn't having faith in God to care for me. I was taking a problem, finding a solution and asking God to implement my solution. I was telling God how to care for his creation, and what I was asking was selfish.
God has more solutions available to him than I ever could and he knows how to care for me. This is what I then prayed:
As I continued to walk on the footpath, a scared feeling rose up in me, not knowing what was going to happen next. Then the rain then picked up and I smiled. I knew God had responded to my prayer.
In hindsight, if God had held back the rain like I was asking it may not have been in my best interest anyway. If there's a lack of water in my country it affects me in the long run.
It then occurred to me how naive I was being about God, and the huge lack of faith I had. You see when it started to rain I immediately jumped to keeping myself dry. I knew if it didn't rain, I would stay dry. But I wasn't having faith in God to care for me. I was taking a problem, finding a solution and asking God to implement my solution. I was telling God how to care for his creation, and what I was asking was selfish.
God has more solutions available to him than I ever could and he knows how to care for me. This is what I then prayed:
God. Please keep me dry, but if the only option to keeping me dry is turning off the rain, please make it rain.
As I continued to walk on the footpath, a scared feeling rose up in me, not knowing what was going to happen next. Then the rain then picked up and I smiled. I knew God had responded to my prayer.
In hindsight, if God had held back the rain like I was asking it may not have been in my best interest anyway. If there's a lack of water in my country it affects me in the long run.
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