Our Wonder Room

He Hears

This morning was the first morning in while that I sat down at my computer consciously unsure what I would share with you all today. Some days I know before I sit down. Most days it comes to me when I read one of my electronic devotions. Usually I don’t give it any thought, but allow myself to follow where He leads me. Some days there are things that almost demand to be shared. Wait! An epiphany!

Each day, or at least each weekday, I trust that what I have to share will be from Him. Certainly I trust that the true value will come from Him, for I can not foresee the ways that what I share will touch any other lives. BUT, each day I don’t specifically pray about what I have to share before I share it. Not sure why that never occurred to me until just now. I am blessed because each time I hear a sermon from Tim or John at church they always begin by praying that what they have to say will be pleasing to God, His words and not their own. Each time I send out an email, I need that same prayer. Heck, each time I open my mouth I need that prayer.

So, what I truly have to share today came before my little epiphany, but after I sat down here… wondering —

“The Lord does not always answer my prayers in the middle of the night, but He always hears them. His Word and His Spirit assure me of that. And that assurance comforts me.” by Suzy C.

Those words jumped out of a devotion I read this morning. They stood out not because of my prayers for my friend’s surgery yesterday, but more because of all the little prayers I send up. If He knows each hair on my head, how can He not hear even the prayers that I call insignificant? Maybe that is how He enables us to move mountains. Not that we pray for the mountain, but that we pray for the ability to move even one pebble at a time. God is in the details!