Join me today in shouting, "Hallelujah," which is the highest praise we can offer God.
My sister, Aldys, who was married this past November, was diagnosed with an ovarian cyst that the doctors said had to be removed immediately. A second opinion verified this, so the appointment was made. Both doctors said it did not look good, and that the ovary would have to be removed as well. They also said there was a certain percentage that it could be malignant and that she would have to sign a document allowing for a complete hysterectomy if necessary.
Imagine if you were told that and had never had children. Rough rough rough!
What, dear one, are we to do when faced with these possibilities? On the count of three, One...Two...Three...PRAY!
So I hunkered down before the throne and had lengthy conversations with my Jesus, and I said, "Jesus, You are my friend. You and I spend a lot of time together, and You know very well that I am emotionally allergic to the thought of any one else I know on this earth ever having THAT again. Have mercy on my sister, her husband, and me. Fix it, Lord. You are the Great Fixer Upper. She hasn't had children yet. Please!!!"
And on and on this went for several weeks. My sister finally had the surgery Friday, and not only was everything super duper hunky dory, she was wheeled out of the operating room with TWO ovaries and the assurance that she can try for her baby in four weeks.
That is why I invited You all to shout Hallelujah with me. For you see, the very same Lord Who took care of my sister, the biggest Chonga east of the Mississippi, is the very same Lord Who takes care of you and me.
Do you think it's possible to hide your feelings from Him? Do you think it's ever possible for Him not to know what's really going on inside your head? Can you pretend that everything is ok and get away with it? NO!
How aware is our Lord of every single detail of your life?
Psalm 139:2-4 You know when I sit and when I rise; You understand what I am thinking when I am distant from You. You discern my going out and my lying down;You are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue You know it completely, O Lord.
Based on that passage I think it's safe to say that God is intimately aware of every last little bit of our existence. Let's get real for a moment. Are you even aware of how many times you have already stood up and sat down today? Are you keeping track of how often you go out or lie down?
I have tried, more than once, to keep track of my kids, but it was exhausting. It has been much easier to leave them in the care of the One Who is going to be doing it anyway.
Each of you precious folks is important to me, but not to the point that I need you to check in and let me know every second of every day what you are up to. And yet, our Lord cares about it all--even the mundane.
Which brings me back to the whole point of this DEVO. Before you even say it, when you are just thinking it, God already knows it. It is futile to hide your feelings from God, so share share share. He really wants to hear it, and more importantly, He wants to do something about it.
PRAYER:
Dear Lord, You are amazing. You know what we are thinking, so we may as well be honest and let You know how we feel. There is nothing we could ever pray about that You aren't already aware of, so our sharing is not for Your benefit but for ours. Spending time with You strengthens our faith and increases our joy. Thank You for knowing our hearts but for also inviting us to spend time with You because that is where we receive Your goodness. In Jesus' name, AMEN~
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