I prayed for a new house---God gave me a home and all the problems that come with a 95 year old house.

I prayed because I was lonesome--God sent me a dog that requires walking three times a day---rain, shine, sleet or snow.

I prayed for safe travels--God effectively grounded me trying to get home--I was safe in the gate area--going no where.

I prayed for my friend's healing--God took her to Heaven and now she is whole, free from pain, and perfect.

I prayed to be more like Jesus--God opened my eyes to those suffering all around me.

God desires our prayers---for us to tell him what is on our hearts.  This does not mean He will answer in the manner we deem best.  Somehow we have changed God to fit our image--instead of striving to become more like who He is.  I was reminded yesterday while reading THIS---Jesus did not heal everyone--and those He did heal--raise from the dead---they all eventually died.  How did we begin to see God as the great benefactor of health and wealth--if we would only ask Him?  When did we decide our ideas, wants, desires were better than God's plan?  Who have we tried to turn God in to?  Why would we think God wants us to be rich and living free from pain--when His own Son walked a life in poverty and died a painful death?  Are we willing---to see God for Who He is---not a great Santa God in the Sky--but the Almighty--Sovereign--Eternal--Powerful God of the Universe.  Am I willing to submit to His plan for me---when that plan is NOT what I had envisioned?  Careful--careful what you pray!

Trust in the Lord with all your heart
    and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways submit to him,
    and he will make your paths straight.[a]

Do not be wise in your own eyes;
    fear the Lord and shun evil.
Proverbs 3:5-7


  1. All on God's timing my friend...although I will readily admit to not trusting completely. I think/I know he knows that...smiles

    1. And timing- that's a whole other subject to ponder!
      Blessings, My Friend!

  2. Hello my friend. Thank you for this message. As you know, this is a subject I have struggled with for many years. How, what, when, where should we pray? Silently, at set times, out loud, in our hearts, and what do we do when our prayers are answered? Do we proclaim them loudly, praising the Lord or keep them in our souls so as not to make others feel badly when their prayers go unanswered? And what If they are not answered as we wish? Still searching and processing. I am looking forward to reading others responses to this. love you. Happy Mothers Day!!

    1. I know you understand we all struggle ! The great mysteries of God !
      Love you & Happy Mother's Day to you!

  3. "I prayed to be more like Jesus--God opened my eyes to those suffering all around me."

    What a wonderful line, Lulu. Thank you. This line in particular struck me, and frightened me. We say we love Jesus, we raise our hands and sing praises, we say we want to be like Jesus; but when He challenges us that's when we stop and think. What can I, lonely I, do to alleviate the suffering around me?

    You write beutifully in this post; which I read more than once to get the full benefit. God does indeed listen to our prayers, and He answers in His time and in His way in ways that would often surprise us.

    Thank you, Lulu, for taking the time to write this post. God bless.

    1. Thank you, My Friend. God inspired me through another. My eyes were opened to the sad truth of how I had changed God to my ideas! He is unchangable and is the same today as when He created the Universe! He is not Who I think He is. He IS the same God He has always been. What a mighty God we serve!
      Blessings, My Friend!

  4. Hi Lulu! Can I sit on your porch with you? Your house looks amazing, I'm sorry it's been a pain to keep up with.
    You are so right about God responding to our prayers in his way, not always ours. That will always mess me up a little I think, because I want him to give me what I want! Of course, we know what he gives is perfect for us, even if we don't see it right away.
    I'm so sorry about your friend. Did you write about her, because she looks familiar to me. Our friends are such dear ones, I know you must miss her. But what an advocate you have in heaven!

    1. Marion was a truck driving woman for starters- she was a great friend to many says the bare minimum. Yes, it's been a while, but I have written about her. What a life she lived ! Thankful she is free from pain & in the presence of Jesus now! God healed her & made her whole in His way!
      Blessings, My Friend


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