” Praying For Me”

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30 May 25

Post # 195

     "Praying  For Me"

Howdy!,
Welcome once more.  Merriam- Webster defines a miracle as an extraordinary event manifesting divine intervention in  human  affairs.  I like to think of it as the undeniable meets the unexplainable. ☺️ It appears to me that much of my life  has been  about  me praying for people or people  praying  for me. Sometimes I wonder if I  would  even be here,  without  other people's prayers for me. Life's  different stages and phases seems to bring  about different  kinds of cares and concerns, and we seem  to  grow  with  those petitions.

Early on, maybe  you can  relate with  the less make a deal with  God prayers. My walk with  God kind of started out that way. I  remember  being  a  dumb ass  teenager and  finding  myself in  a  mess of trouble.  The prayer was God help  me out of this  jam  and I  will  do anything  that God asked me to do, including  becoming  a monk☺️☺️. What I fail to realize as a teenager, is that life is just a series  of mess ups and  that I  would  always without  fail need God to rescue me , and yes most times , rescuing  me from  myself ☺️. I think  that  most of us have found ourselves in a   pinch or desperate situation from  time to time and  we  try bargaining with  our Heavenly Father.  If God will  do this, then  we  would  be at his mercy. We even have some prayers that are so desperate, that we would want to trade places with a sick child. ☺️ The ridiculous  truth  is  we don't  want  to  know  where we would  be without  God's  mercy. I think  that people  who don't  know  Him, just don't  realize just how merciful that He actually  is.  God has general  grace, which  is  where He shares His creation with  all, so people who aren't  acquainted with  God, still  get the  benefits  of  His sunshine, His rain, the air that they  breath and how He just  so perfectly  placed the earth  in the solar system, so we aren't  burned to a crisp from the sun, or freeze to death and  become  extinct ☺️☺️

There is this saying that God is never late, He is always  perfectly  on time. We don't  always  understand His ways  or even  His timing, and somethings God just  chooses to keep  a mystery on this side of eternity.  Sometimes our prayers are just  to vague  in nature and  then  we are unhappy  or discontent, when  God's answers the prayer in another  whole  different way , from  what you had in mind. He is God and  He knows  better  than we do. He's  not a genie in a bottle, so He does what He sees fit with  our prayers, even  when its hard or we lack understanding.  How many of us have been  to a class reunion and  so thankful that God didn't  answer  some of those  prayers, and you are thinking  , what a train wreck and I'm  glad that I dodged that bullet ☺️☺️. Still  if we are being  realistic, God answers all of His kids prayers and we may not want to openly receive that, but they are   all yes, no , or wait and not just  yet. I'm  probably  a little  difficult, or maybe  just  an outside of  the  box thinker, but what about  those prayers that we whisper and then  forget  about.  How about if you were praying for someone  specifically  and then  you loose  track  or touch with  them  over the years . Maybe  it's the prayers that are uttered by one of God's  saints and  they  are called home before they  see it comes to fruition , does that make the prayer any less valid? All through out scripture God made promises that people  didn't  get to see Him act upon, while  they  were walking  the earth.  Abraham was an old man when  he died, but he never got to see that he was the father of many nations. 

Seasons and prayers, it seemed that it was only yesterday, that my daughter  was pregnant with  their  second child and the  doctors  saw anomalies on test  results  and weren't  sure if he was going to  be healthy or not and the stinker just  turned eight years old.☺️☺️ There were many prayers  offered for him  in the womb. I think a lot of the time we think  that having  a  healthy  baby is just  a given, until  it's not!
I applaud all of the parents who  decided to see a pregnancy to full term, even when  they  know that  the child  is going  to be challenged with  mental, or physical  problems and  sometimes  both. I believe that there will  be a special  blessing for them  in heaven.  Still  there are countless  couples out there who have endured miscarriage after miscarriage , some find success after much trying, and others give up or adopt. 

The beauty  of being a  responsible parent is just  that, you never stop interceding for your kids. There are the rather hard lessons of teaching  them to share and to be truthful.  You pray as they  learn to ride their  bikes and skin their  knees and  those prayers just  continue through the awkward adolescent years of not feeling accepted, while  trying to find their  place in the world.  The job continues to  get  more complex with  dating and  driving a motor vehicle.  You wait with  them at the mailbox while  they  wait to see if they  got accepted at their  first  choice for college, or the hard sell on the back up school ☺️. Often before  we get to all of the adult things in life, such as careers, mates, homes and kids, you may find yourself with a  prodigal.

I don't  know  if I  would  call  it a blessing  or not, but I've  been on both  sides of the Prodigal. I've been a prodigal and  I  was just  so blessed and fortunate, that my son wanted me to have a taste of what I  put my parents through ☺️☺️. I've seen  the pattern, so I  kind of know  how it goes. First  up, everything  is  open for debate and a twist in interpretation . That means no absolutes  about anything, everything  is a debate. My prodigal  is  so special,  that he can argue the point, even  if he agrees with you☺️.  I don't  even  know if I  can  even  qualify as a prodigal  if I  don't  make one bad choice after another one. ☺️It's the constant  always  swimming against the  current and up stream,   and scoffing at anything that sounds the least  little  bit like something traditional ☺️. It's my way, even  when  it makes little  sense and taking the nine mile detour  just to  cross the street ☺️☺️. I'm still  on the fence about if they  push boundaries to  see how much you love them, or if it's to inflict the maximum amount of  pain on your heart, as they flush  all of your  hard work and parenting down the toilet.  If there is a look that I'm  familiar with, it's that dumb look of  I wasn't  trained or raised to know  better. ☺️☺️. The coup de gras, finishing you off in royal fashion is  to walk away  from  their  faith.  See !, I  didn't  vote for letting  them  figuring it  out  for themselves, because  its just  to important.  Whenever  you create a vacuum, you just  never know  what may choose to fill that spot that you  vacated. Yeah!, they  have to figure out their  relationship with  God, but not start with  nothing.  That !, to me just  says that you don't  care  or value whatever  it is that you believe in enough  to share it with  the next  generation . Make no mistake, it's the most important thing!

True confession, I  did all of that and a lot  more, and truthfully, my son is an amateur in comparison, so maybe  as a family  tradition we are trending in a positive direction ☺️☺️. The things that I  say here and the things that I  say to my  son comes from  two completely  different  parts of my brain, because  I  always want to  encourage him and  I  know  that part of being a really  good  prodigal is to not take anyone's  word  for anything, but the joys of figuring it out for yourself . I know the story, the patterns and the cycle, so I have  great  hope that God is growing  what was deposited early on in life and that there  is  an abundant harvest  coming.  I see signs of it coming, yet I  still  pray for him fearlessly and I  would  encourage you to do likewise and to never abandon the  hope and the power of prayer.

Speaking of  people  praying for  me and  whether I  would  be here or not, that story  just wouldn't  be complete without a couple of  near death experiences ☺️☺️. Sometimes I  just  think  it's a wonder at all that we survive young and dumb.  It's a combination that  has put many in the graveyard, and again I'm  still  probably here because  of other people's  prayers,  such  as my mom and my grandmother. Thank God for praying  mom's.  While I've done plenty of  the not  smartest of things, the two that have  left me the most panic stricken or the most lasting impressions is laying down a couple of  motorcycles . One time the helmet  cracked against the  curb of the sidewalk.  I don't  have  anything against  those three states with  no helmet laws, I  just want to  say good luck with that one!  ☺️☺️Someone prayed, and I'm  still  here. No helmet, no head and no me! The other one that literally took my breath away was being  trapped underneath a houseboat out at lake Meade in Nevada.  Pitch black night, props running at one end of the boat and  a  storm  pushing the  boat against  the  bank, just  like on the sea of Galilee☺️☺️. Terrifying to  say the least. We move forward in life and probably  not ever giving  much thought to things that would have ever kept us from  being parents  or from preventing us from  being around to parent our kids, but someone  prayed and I  survived   the young and dumb  years. ☺️☺️

People  praying  for me may seem insequential , but there are literally  millions of people around the world praying for  other  people , and those prayers are from  some of the most daunting of circumstances.  There are souls out in the world who are depressed and  not only  depressed, but have tried to end it all. Some have  tried  multiple times and still  aren't  sure why they  are still  here, but someone is praying and God has a plan for their  life. Someone out there has survived the  most horrific  of automobile accidents or industrial accidents and  there's absolutely zero  chance that they  should  have  survived,  and still  be here, but someone  prayed and again, God has a plan for that  life.  I say that God has a plan , and just  never underestimate or discount just  how important of a job it is to be a mom or a dad to a kid that you are uniquely designed to parent. Everyone  isn't  cut out to be a brain surgeon or a rocket scientist, but just  know  that it all matters, even  if it's as mundane as to clean  up after  others.

I am a firm believer in prayer and I  mean  real  genuine authentic, pouring  your broken  heart out to God with  no pretense prayer.   I think  that prayer  has become  one of those things that  we  talk about  doing,  more than actually  doing. I believe that God honors our prayers in ways  that  we can't  even  begin to  imagine.  Our prayers and tears are  precious to  God and I  believe that  one day He will  redeem every tear and every heart felt prayer.  We are so much  more  than  what you see on the outside.  God has placed in each and every one of us an immortal soul.  It's immortal, which  means that it moves on when  the rest of us does not.☺️ Every  soul  will  spend eternity  somewhere and the choice is yours to make. There are souls  entering  heaven  every day because  someone  prayed for them.  I know that  its not fashionable any longer to  talk about  the  alternative, but heaven isn't  the only choice  or destination. There are people  who I pray for, maybe  not every day, but I'm  mindful to  bring them  to  God's attention, just  like He's forgotten, but He hasn't, and still I whisper  their names into the ears  of  God, in hopes that one day that they  will know  Him and the peace and joy that goes along with  knowing  Him.

There are people  praying  for us that we  have no idea about, and may never know  or get to meet.  God Word says that the Holy Spirit  makes petitions for us with utterances that only God understands.  We will  sometimes  never know the outcomes  of our prayers and  all of the blessings that it brings with  them.  I get it , understand and  realize how  easy and simple  it is to get  wrapped up  in the things of  this world. The comforts and cozy things , that brings temporary pleasures and enjoyment.  Here is not our home, so when  we are busy  praying for  stuff, raises at work, a new car or home, or whatever  it is, let's remember  that all around the  world that there are people  who aren't  as blessed  as we are, and need our prayers. I've heard way to many stories of  people  going  on mission trips, and talking of orphans  eating  from  trash dumps just to  survive.  So!, when  we  pray, remember the  orphans and widows, which is acceptable  worship to God and remember that this is not our home. There is nothing wrong with  stuff, it's about  perspective, priorities and what we choose to position  where. Ultimately  its about  keeping the  main thing the main thing.  We have to  ask ourselves if our prayer lives have become a  pretense, ? then  what else in  other areas of our  lives may be slightly  out of sorts.

There is God's grace and mercy , however I believe that there may be a great number of us who have  benefited from other  people praying  for us, be it parents or whoever, and I  wasn't  sneezing at  God's  grace and  mercy ☺️☺️. I started out with the  definition of a  miracle and  maybe, just  maybe the miracle  is that we are being  prayed over , and benefiting from  other people's knee mail. There are probably  countless  stories  out there of others who  have survived young and dumb years, prayer may or may not have  played a part, but never doubt the grace of God and just  how merciful He is to those of us who  are the least deserving and often  most in need.
Till Next Time ✌️ Peace!

Sandy The Southerner !

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