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Les_Richardson
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A small lesson for me on praying big.
Last night at a highway travel plaza a man asked me for a dime so he would have enough change for a coffee. He was embarrassed to ask, told me he had left his money and wallet at home and needed a coffee to get him through the next 200 miles to the end of his journey.
Without hesitation I gave him a quarter and asked if that was all he needed. I had a whole pocket full of change, probably $4-5. He said that was all and bought his coffee. I wished him a safe trip and got back into my truck. As I got back on the highway, I prayed a prayer for him. But I started thinking, I could have just poured out all my change into his hand. I know I would have if he had asked. It seemed then to me that perhaps I had missed an opportunity to be generous with God’s blessings on me, and I kicked myself for that. I prayed for a quicker wit in those situations.
This morning it struck me. How many times have I asked God for the dime when He had a whole pocket full of change for the asking?
Lately I have been focussed on some of the immediate issues of same-sex marriage legislation and the immediate tactical problem in defeating such a bill.
Perhaps God is telling me to pray for the big miracle. I think I’m going to focus some more on the big picture, a change of heart of the movers and shakers, a conversion of large numbers of people so that we will as a nation strike out on a path toward God once more instead of away from Him.
Last night at a highway travel plaza a man asked me for a dime so he would have enough change for a coffee. He was embarrassed to ask, told me he had left his money and wallet at home and needed a coffee to get him through the next 200 miles to the end of his journey.
Without hesitation I gave him a quarter and asked if that was all he needed. I had a whole pocket full of change, probably $4-5. He said that was all and bought his coffee. I wished him a safe trip and got back into my truck. As I got back on the highway, I prayed a prayer for him. But I started thinking, I could have just poured out all my change into his hand. I know I would have if he had asked. It seemed then to me that perhaps I had missed an opportunity to be generous with God’s blessings on me, and I kicked myself for that. I prayed for a quicker wit in those situations.
This morning it struck me. How many times have I asked God for the dime when He had a whole pocket full of change for the asking?
Lately I have been focussed on some of the immediate issues of same-sex marriage legislation and the immediate tactical problem in defeating such a bill.
Perhaps God is telling me to pray for the big miracle. I think I’m going to focus some more on the big picture, a change of heart of the movers and shakers, a conversion of large numbers of people so that we will as a nation strike out on a path toward God once more instead of away from Him.
