I know that God has been working on my faith over the last couple of years. Honestly, it is my biggest weakness. I seem doubt God even in the littlest things.
I have seen so many women with deep faith, and told God that my heart's desire is to be one of those women. I want to pray and speak with authority. I want to tell the mountain to get out of my way & watch it move. I want to speak healing and see people walk.
This week I have been praying for a couple different things. 1st, is the fires in California. They are both near family and/or places of memories for me. I don't want to see these areas destroyed. The 2nd is our next adoption and my health. I have to keep putting the financial side of these back in His Hands where they belong. Why I keep taking them back, I have no idea!
Anyhow, I was going about my day yesterday, talking to Him about the fires. I remember thinking something along the lines of "please please, spare these areas. Though I know there is a chance they will be lost." And He pointed out my doubt. Why? Why didn't I just believe with my whole heart that He would hear my prayers and answer them.
Yes, bad things happen in this world, even when people are praying. However, God is calling us to believe in Him like a child.
If you tell your kids something, they believe it. If your kids ask you for something, they are asking believing that you will give it to them. There isn't a doubt in their minds that these things will happen. Yes, there is the chance it won't happen, but in their hearts, they believe it will.
Are we going to God believing full well that He will answer our prayers? Are we believing that He can extinguish the fires? Or are we simply hoping He will?
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Recently I was told a story about children's faith and it is amazing and related to a fire.
I believe it was last year, the children's minister of a church, his house was right in the line of the fires that were coming. As he and his family were preparing to evacute he started calling people to pray. Not the deacons, elders, preachers or the like. Instead he called each one of his children at church and explained the situation and asked them to pray.
When they were allowed back in to the neighborhood they came upon their street and every house was burned. Every house, except for one. His house had been spared thanks to a bunch of children praying.
If only we adults could learn that faith and not let it go.
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