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I Prayed

I noticed I hadn't spent much time with my middle guy. I was aching for some one-on-one time with him. I told him we needed a date and said a little prayer that God would enable me some extra time with my favorite red-head.

We went to Back-to-School night and I signed up to be my youngest's room mom. He had begged me to be more present at school and I thought this was the best way to fulfill his request. A couple of weeks later, I received a phone call asking if instead of being my second grader's room mom, I would be the room mom for my third grader. No one had signed up to help in his class and they were stuck. This is the second time this exact scenario had happened. My poor youngest born. I agreed to the gig even though I knew my little guy was going to be disappointed. Honestly, I was a little bummed as well. I had already fulfilled my room mom duties for my oldest two. It was my baby's turn.

Flash forward a day or two and I realized what had just happened. I prayed that God would open some opportunities for me to spend more time with my sweet middle child and he answered. I didn't see it right away because his answer did not match my vision but, he answered it nonetheless.

Doesn't that happen more often than not? We ask God for something and think he doesn't answer. Yet, he did answer it just didn't look like we thought it would. He answered our prayer but we were looking the other way.

We often feel let down because we think God did not answer our prayer and he certainly did not hear our cries. We sit defeated wavering in our faith because our prayers seem to have gone unanswered floating away with the wind. When, in reality, God is over there working away in our lives and we didn't see it because it didn't match what we had played out in our head.

God is answering prayers in our lives on the daily. He is working away hearing us, blessing us, and fulfilling our requests in ways that he knows will ultimately satisfy the yearnings in our souls. We've just got to allow ourselves to be changed to see the way he is fulfilling our prayer requests by executing his plans.

God does hear you. God is answering your prayers. It just may present itself a little different than you expected and that's okay. That's better than okay. That's God moving in your life.

"Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you." Matthew 7:7

Love & Blessings,
Meg

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