I did a bit of walking today (Sunday). Not a significant amount by most people’s standards, but for me it was quite a bit. It’s not a short walk from the parking lot to church. I added a trip to a friend’s new house, Super-Walmart, and then multiple trips up and down my steps. See? Not that much for most people, but a different story for me and my damaged and repaired legs.
This evening as I stretched out on the couch to watch some Netflix between stages of laundry, I ached. My better leg had muscle cramps. The heel of my worse leg was tender–almost hamburger tender but not quite. My thyroid had a few achey moments, too. I thought, “Am I ever going to know what it’s like to be pain-free?” That was followed by telling God how tired I was of being in pain most of the time.
And then it hit—my head slapping “DUH!” moment. I realize that while I pray about many things, I seldom pray about my own needs–especially my pain. So I stopped my groaning and prayed for relief and healing. A few moments later I realized the pain had subsided.
I know God sometimes says no to our requests because he has purposes we can’t see–or because we’re asking for something ridiculous. I know sometimes he says wait a while. I also know there are times when his yes is quick. I know sometimes I guess how he’ll answer and then don’t bother to ask. Silly me.
I often insist that we can’t make decisions for people, we need to let them give us their yes or no. How strange that I don’t apply that same principle to God. I need to ask him regularly for what I need—the big and the small, and not just decide that I already know how he’ll answer because he does say, “Yes!” at times.
Have you had any head slapping, “Duh!” moments lately?
photo courtesy of stezinis