Every once in a while I realise just how slow I am. I was praying the other day - moaning actually - about how God isn't answering my prayers. I was having a jolly good old winge and then I realised something - you might say God spoke into my heart - and he made me realise that most of my prayers were really just requests for God to do what I didn't want to do.
I think I'm come to realise that God won't act when I can. If I have a problem with someone and am not prepared to talk to them about it, then its my fault not Gods. But he will work when I really am at the end of my strength.
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