Sometimes all I need for an answer to my prayers is a little glimmer of hope, a ray of sunshine shafting down through the dense leaves in the forest of troubles. When that hope arrives, there’s never any way to know if everything will work out quickly or whether it will take a while. The hope, the hint of things beginning to work out, is usually enough to keep me going, keep me believing, keep me hoping for more answers.
That hope keeps me going by energizing me back into action. Maybe it’s not rapid-fire action, but at least I get moving again, trying different approaches to the problem, continuing to pray for additional answers. Each little step I take is a little progress, something to encourage me.
That hope keeps me believing by proving to me that the prayers do work, even if not in the way I had expected. At least I see that there might be other possible solutions to the setback I’m facing. I can accept that things might take a while, as long as I see results, even very small results.
That hope keeps me hoping for more answers. That’s what it’s all about. In this life, there are no easy answers, at least, not often. I am happy enough to receive those glimmers of hope that strengthen me to continue to pray for fuller answers.
Thank you, Father, for the glimmers of hope you send me each day.
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