Today is my roommates birthday, and there was just one thing she really wanted for her birthday: snow. Of course, you can probably imagine how happy I was when it snowed last Sabbath and then stayed on the ground. I thought for sure that it was God's answer to our prayer (we prayed about it several times a day).
But then it melted. As the days got warmer, and Thursday got closer and closer, I began to lose faith in God. I still prayed about it, but in the back of my mind, a little voice of doubt kept reminding me that the forecast said it was supposed to rain. I finally developed a backup plan: fake snow for our room. It'll be worth something, I reasoned.
This morning, God woke me up at 4am. I tip-toed downstairs to the kitchen to collect the fake snow from around Whistling Winds (left over from Open House). It was then that I ran into Shannon. She had been doing her devotions in the laundry room and must have heard me, so she came into the kitchen.
"Sam!" she said excitedly, leading me to the window. "You have to see this!" As I looked through the large window I saw, to my amazement, snow flurries whipping around in the wind. They were rapidly covering the sidewalk outside and piling on the bare tree branches.
"God answered our prayer!", she continued. "Let's pray right now." As we bowed our heads to pray and thanks God for his gift, I was filled with joy, the kind that comes from within and spreads throughout your whole bod until you just want to laugh and hug somebody. God had come through!
After she went back to her devotions, I sat there smiling, and a song came into my mind.
God is so good.
God is so good.
God is so good.
He's so good to me.
Later, I was talking to a friend of mine and he said that he knew it was going to snow. I asked him how he had known and, because he's the kind of person to check details, thought maybe he had checked the weather forecast (and that it had changed), but what he said I will never forget.
"I knew it was going to snow, because we prayed about it." It was then that kicked myself for doubting God. Why didn't I have that kind of faith? God knows all the desires of our hearts, and He cares about all of the little things that matter to Him. I should have trusted in His love, but instead I made a backup plan, just in case He failed to come through. God answers prayer. Maybe not right away, or in the way we expect, but He always answers a faithful plea.
He answers prayer.
He answers prayer.
He answers prayer.
He's so good to me.
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