On Our Confidence... The Joy of Being Lost & Found.




I called niece Gabs one evening, and she sounded low. I assumed she was tired after a long day In school, that’s before then she mentioned her art folder was missing. It had most of her art work, including some school projects. She had forgotten it at the train station.... went back to check and it was nowhere to be found; the station officials had not seen it, it wasn’t found among the missing items either. ⁣

I prayed with her and assured her it’d be found. Days came and went, and it wasn’t found. She got herself another sketch book to start her art projects all over again, she really was sad. 

Weeks later... while she was in class, she was called out to the school office. A phone call had come from the station to her school, saying they had her folder. It was a miracle to us. ⁣

Oh, how elated I was. The picture above was taken and sent after she picked it up. 

This is the confidence we have in God... that He hears us. ⁣

Prayer changes things. God hears us. The prayer of the righteous man availeth much! ⁣

You may say we ‘pray’ too much as a nation... but nothing’s changed. Well, just like we didn’t find the folder after It was lost, it didn’t mean God had not answered. We got the folder when all Hope seemed lost. ⁣

⁣We catch glimpses of answered prayers in the boldness of youths daring the streets over injustice... some in protest, others in prayers. Brings to mind the second stanza of our national anthem...⁣

“Oh God of creation, direct our noble cause⁣

Guide our leaders right ⁣

Help our youth the truth to know⁣

In love and honesty to grow⁣

And living just and true⁣

Great lofty heights attain⁣

To build a nation where peace and justice shall reign. ⁣”

It’s a prayer we’ve been singing, and our youths the truth are knowing... a nation where peace and justice shall reign is not impossible... our leaders will be guided right! Amen. ⁣

 

 

 

 

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