Should it turn left or right? Come to think of it, I have never turned the water off at the street. The valve was hard to turn as well. I got frustrated, and while looking down into the dirty, yucky, spider enticing hole in the ground I said, “God, I need help.” I literally looked up, from the hole, and down the street, about three houses away, was a city water department truck. I tell you the truth, the truck was not there when I started the task. I walked to the truck and the employee drove down to my house and helped me.
Then, with the water turned off, I was ready to remove a leaking valve in the bathroom. I could not get the valve to come off. Again frustrated, “God, I need help again.” I called a place, I trusted, to get a number for a plumber they trusted. No one could come out that day unless it was after hours which would have cost a lot! Then, the woman on the phone transferred my call to what I pictured was a grey haired pipe wrench turner wearing blue denim overalls. I explained my situation and he told me what type of plumbing I had and how to fix it. It worked. No charge, even though I called back and offered to pay for their knowledge.
God does know you, and He sees where you are, and what you going through, but more than that, He cares.
He wants to help you, and He wants to bless you. What loving father doesn’t want to do good things for their children? If you have accepted him, then there should nothing holding you back from asking for help in your time of need, even for every day stuff. Here is a scripture of God’s promise to us:
“If you’ll hold on to me for dear life,” says God,
“I’ll get you out of any trouble.
I’ll give you the best of care
if you’ll only get to know and trust me.
Call me and I’ll answer, be at your side in bad times;
I’ll rescue you, then throw you a party.
I’ll give you a long life,
give you a long drink of salvation!” Psalm 91:14-16 The Message (MSG)
“Hey God, Thanks!”
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There it is. Another ugly, races, hateful, hurtful word from one I know very well. “I don’t understand,” has been cried out to God many times after one of their zingers comes out of their mouth. “God, why do they still feel, act, and say these things? After all, they go to church!”
I was facing several issues the other day. To be honest, they overwhelmed me. I cried out to God to ask why was this happening, and how am I going to pay for it all? (My first ungodly belief (UGB) was thinking that I was going to pay for it all. Everything my wife and I have comes from God, He pays for it all.) I spoke to a couple of others about it, and they were encouraging, but it still consumed my thoughts. I got mad, complained, and cried, to no avail, because I felt the same after each one of my flesh’s outburst.
Those who believe in God should be void of fear. I know a woman who trust God while it is light outside, but she doesn’t trust him at night. It’s not totally her fault, she was raised to be afraid of everything. She hasn’t learned to overcome the lies, but I know she will! Joyce Meyer says fear is:
I ordered an item from Kohl’s. I was looking forward to its arrival as it was going to be a gift for someone I love, a lot! (My wife! Who were you thinking of? By the way, don’t tell her because she doesn’t know.) Can you feel my disappointment when it didn’t arrive on the promised date(s)? I tracked it, and learned it couldn’t be delivered for some reason, not disclosed to me. So the item was sent back.
I watched a good movie the other night. I won’t say which one, because I am going to give away the ending, and I don’t believe in “spoiler alerts!” The movie was about a father and a son, and their relationship. At the end of the movie the two were out fishing, and the father finally said some words his son had waited a very long time to hear, and then the father died. I lost it. Tears all over the couch. It was a real mess that even challenged “Bounty”, the quicker picker upper!
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