In a world where we are so driven to move fast, to stay connected, up to date and informed about every frivolous trivial detail possible, it is hard to listen to the inner voice a lot of times. Our attention lapse for really important matters seems to not be more than a week before the news gets old and we move on to the next new shiny thing in our way. This is modern life.
I had been spending every night going to bed exhausted and waking up at 3:00 am with only one thought in my mind: I had to pray to find THE apartment for us. Not just AN apartment, but one where we could feel at home and had the nice things we wanted. There was a compelling little voice inside of me saying "wait for it", "pray for it", "be patient". But in my day to day madness, I forgot about my prayers and concentrated on doing the footwork. I called a dozen real estate agencies, got turned down by all of them. I called private apartment owners, got turned down too. The deadline was drawing nearer every day and I was just dreading what would happen if...
...And then I prayed some more...
On midnight, on the 3rd of this month, I saw it. THE apartment! It was perfect, just 3 Euro and 4 square meters below the limit stated by the job center. It had 2 bedrooms and that had been my dream since I had Nora, to finally have a room for myself! This was the sign I had been waiting for. And every time I thought about it, I had to utter a silent prayer so that we could get it.
Definitely my time is not God's time to do things. But they get done just the same.
I got the apartment. Now I am waiting for the contract. But in faith, I have already set the date for the move to be on the 1st. I know God won't leave me hanging, so I lay here and pray a little more, not begging but thanking Him for the things we are going to have, for that which He has provided already. My heart pours out in thankfulness. I cry. But my tears are of joy and gratefulness.
I am not an orphan anymore. I never will be an orphan again. I have a Father who gives with His hands wide open. He gives in measures not known to man. He is the Lord of abundance. And I am His child, listening to the little voice that tells me to quiet down, listen and pray. He sent me doctors to build me new knees. It's like I know He wants me to get down on them, use them, receive His blessing for it.
What guides you through life? The big lights and loud noises or the little voice inside?
I had been spending every night going to bed exhausted and waking up at 3:00 am with only one thought in my mind: I had to pray to find THE apartment for us. Not just AN apartment, but one where we could feel at home and had the nice things we wanted. There was a compelling little voice inside of me saying "wait for it", "pray for it", "be patient". But in my day to day madness, I forgot about my prayers and concentrated on doing the footwork. I called a dozen real estate agencies, got turned down by all of them. I called private apartment owners, got turned down too. The deadline was drawing nearer every day and I was just dreading what would happen if...
...And then I prayed some more...
On midnight, on the 3rd of this month, I saw it. THE apartment! It was perfect, just 3 Euro and 4 square meters below the limit stated by the job center. It had 2 bedrooms and that had been my dream since I had Nora, to finally have a room for myself! This was the sign I had been waiting for. And every time I thought about it, I had to utter a silent prayer so that we could get it.
Definitely my time is not God's time to do things. But they get done just the same.
I got the apartment. Now I am waiting for the contract. But in faith, I have already set the date for the move to be on the 1st. I know God won't leave me hanging, so I lay here and pray a little more, not begging but thanking Him for the things we are going to have, for that which He has provided already. My heart pours out in thankfulness. I cry. But my tears are of joy and gratefulness.
I am not an orphan anymore. I never will be an orphan again. I have a Father who gives with His hands wide open. He gives in measures not known to man. He is the Lord of abundance. And I am His child, listening to the little voice that tells me to quiet down, listen and pray. He sent me doctors to build me new knees. It's like I know He wants me to get down on them, use them, receive His blessing for it.
What guides you through life? The big lights and loud noises or the little voice inside?
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