It’s month 6, there is no secret that I am tired and I miss home. I will be open and honest with y’all I have been in a dessert with my walk with the Lord this month. And at times, my disconnect with the Lord has been overwhelming.
At the beginning of the month, my team took our off days and went to a beach town not that far away, called Pattaya. This is the town that has the infamous walking street that is full of bars where men flock to, to buy women that are working in the sex industry there.
We decided to go to supper that night and walk through walking street and pray as we went. We walked up one way and prayed and back. We prayed for the men that were buying the women and the women entrapped in this industry. We prayed for the bars and for more positive businesses to move into the area. I spent so much of this time praying that God would show in a big way for me to see how mighty He is.
I left feeling really discouraged and wondering why I couldn’t feel connected God. The next day that we were back at the coffee shop to work our host came in and said that one of the bars on walking street had burned down that morning. As my team read newspaper articles we realized that this fire affected 3 bars, was caused by a transformer blowing, and only one person was inside (no one was injured).
As I kept hearing about the fires all I could think of was “oh ok, that’s cool.” As the day kept going, I heard a faint whisper of God saying “I’m here, I did that, I heard your prayers.”
It’s at that moment I heard God speaking to me in the midst of my discouragment and meeting me exactly where I needed Him too.
Psalms 6:9
The LORD has heard my plea; The LORD accepts my prayer.
