Last week God answered a prayer that had been on my heart for years.
It seems the longer we wait for an answer, the more precious it is when it comes! The timing of this one was “extra special” to me for another reason. There are several things that are heavy on my heart right now which I have been praying about for years. One day I finally broke down and confessed to the Lord that I needed some encouragement. I begged Him to answer at least one of those prayers immediately! Simply put, He granted my request. The purpose of this post is to publicly thank Him and to share with the world (or at least the four people who will read this!) how much He means to me.
I realize that posts are supposed to be short, so I created a page on this blog specifically for answers to prayer. I am always encouraged by others’ stories of answered prayer, so I want to be an encouragement to those who may need it.
I can’t end this post without sharing at least one story. This one isn’t even mine, but it made a huge impact on my life…
In August of 1987 a group from my church went on a “missionary journey” to Mexico. The trip was life changing. It was full of dramatic demonstrations of God’s power. But it was something little—a “mere coincidence,” some would say—that still makes me smile nearly thirty years later.
We were traveling in a caravan of about five vehicles when our van started to overheat. Pastor Herbster (our driver) announced on the CB radio that we would need to stop to check it out. Dutifully, all the vehicles pulled into a nearby parking lot. As it turned out, the problem was not at all serious. In fact, the van started to cool almost immediately. Pastor decided to let it sit for a while to be certain there wasn’t a problem. No one complained. It gave us a chance to stretch our legs!
One thing, however, puzzled me. There was a Mexican woman named Nellie traveling with our group. I saw her take off on foot and wondered why. As it turned out, earlier in the day she had asked Valente (the missionary traveling with us) if she could stop and see her mother since we would be passing right by her house. Valente had told her no. He knew we wanted to get to LaPalma as quickly as possible, so he didn’t even mention it to Pastor. Nellie started praying. When Pastor announced over the CB that the van was overheating and would have to stop, Nellie just smiled. At that point, we were in the exact spot where her mother lived. Coincidence? I don’t think so. We resumed after a half hour or so, and never had another problem with overheating. It is fun to watch the Lord do little favors for His children!
I know that story may seem trivial in light of the heavy burdens that all of us bear, but I love it because it reminds me that God loves His children so much, He gets involved in even the little things. He uses those things to help us trust Him with the big things!
Whatever you’re dealing with, don’t give up! Don’t lose heart. Keep praying. God is real.
“The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much” (James 5:16b).