There are so many stories from when I was a kid about how God answered prayers. Many car troubles were solved with prayer alone. Animals that were sick were healed. And even selfish prayers like wanting money for rides at the State Fair were answered in awesome ways.
But sometimes I forget that. It feels like God takes forever to answer prayers. And I hate it when He says no. But even when things don’t go my way, I need to remember He is still good. God loves us, and knows what is best.
Almost two weeks ago I hurt my back during swimming lessons. At the time I figured I just needed to take Aleve and it would be ok in the morning. The next morning I almost couldn’t get out of bed. And a sneeze almost killed me. Again, I though it just needed a weekend to rest. Every day I have been in agonizing pain, trying not to make a big deal about it, because I was sure it would heal and there wouldn’t be a problem.
By the end of the first week I was starting to get worried that it wasn’t getting better. I was starting to worry that I might have done some damage and it might actually need a doctor. I was afraid that I might not be able to go on the race. All the what ifs and worries were piling up.
So I took it to God. He reminded me that if He wanted me on the race, He would provide healing. If He didn’t want me on the race, then it wouldn’t matter. Just getting to know these people I’m supposed to go with has been so good. I have learned so much and been so inspired. God gave me peace to trust Him, but I have still been hurting.
But it seems God wants me on this adventure! Last night I went to bed in as much pain as ever, but this morning I woke up able to move again! I feel 95% better and I know God will keep taking care of me.
