In yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I told you about how my daughter, her boyfriend and a mechanic friend of theirs helped me, on Sunday, June 23rd. And, how grateful I was for their assistance!
On the following Wednesday, June 26th, early in the morning I once again loaded up my van. I intended to make the trip I wasn't able to do a few days earlier.
As I made my way down to where my van was parked, I prayed. Not just for travelling mercies, but also that if there was to be any problem with the repair work done on the previous Sunday, that God would let me know it wasn't safe for me to make that several hour drive to visit those I love.
After all, I didn't want an instant replay of what transpired, the previous Sunday! Or, worse...
When I began to pull out of my parking space, I got the feeling I needed to stop my van and check the floor of the garage.
I did. And, to my surprise, there was a very small area of leakage. It was only about 6" in length. But, it was enough to make me thank God, and back into my parking spot, once again.
Upon returning to my apartment, I laid down and had a nap. After all, the sun was not yet up, and there was no way I could call anyone for help, at that time.
After my snooze, I got up. Thinking and praying about how I should handle this problem once again, I thought about calling my daughter P, again.
You might think this would be an awful thing to do. To me, I knew I would need help once again, to clean up the leakage once my van was fixed.
In addition, I called a friend of mine, who I was supposed to meet for lunch the following day, on Thursday. My thought was that if she was available, maybe I could have my van fixed while we enjoyed our time, together.
It turned out my friend wasn't able to meet until our pre-planned time. However, she told me that she thought I should take my van to the dealership near where I live.
This was a thought that I hadn't considered.
I knew my usual mechanic might not be available, so I decided to do what my friend had suggested. I took my van to the dealership.
My daughter, her boyfriend and her oldest son (my grandson) came to my parking garage space, and cleaned up the mess, that had not remained a small spot. Once again, it had become a pool-like situation.
How grateful I was to them, for helping me, another time! Thank you, my family!
I praised God for them! And, praised my Lord!
Not just for providing for me, and protecting me, even though I was grateful for that. But, for teaching me a long time ago, that I could pray and He would hear me.
Just as He told us in 1 John 5:14-15, " And this is the confidence that we have in him, that, if we ask any thing according to his will, he heareth us: And if we know that he hear us, whatsoever we ask, we know that we have the petitions that we desired of him."
Yes, God has confirmed to His children that He hears us. And, we are in His favour.
Some people don't realize that God doesn't have to hear everyone, when they pray. In fact, He may listen to unbelievers, but He doesn't have to hear them. Meaning, He doesn't have to accept anything they say as being heard by Him.
But, He has promised to always provide for His own. So, when we pray according to His will, He hears us. And, answers.
I thank my Lord, for always loving me, and providing. Of course, He provides according to His will. Not always, mine. But, for this I thank God and am truly grateful!
Until next time...
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