I so needed to be reminded of this today. Our God is so much bigger than our circumstances!
The ultimate prayer warrior stood before me. It seemed like her prayers always got answered, and whenever any of us needed some ‘extra help’ with the man upstairs, instinctively we always went to her. It’s like he heard her better, like after so many years of following him devotedly that she had earned some sort of special rewards program with God, where instead of a free pastry, she received blessing over every word that she raised to him.
In her time she had prayed over lost library books, ‘boo-boo’s,’ and for favorable scores during standardized testing. She had fervently been on her knees after deaths, divorces, and amidst the most concerning health scares…
But today she wanted to know how she could pray for me!
“I just need an apartment… without mice” I noted.
My grandmother stared blankly at me. There was no denying I needed prayer for much more than that…
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The Stay At Home Wife 