I Pray Because I Believe

I sat beside my grandson’s incubator and looked across the NICU at so many babies, some sick, some born too soon to survive alone.

Because I believe, I prayed. “This is hard. But You promise to make it good. These children need You for life now and for eternity. Your steadfast love is our hope.”

For those who love God all things work together for good (Romans 8:28).
The eye of the Lord is one those who fear him, on those who hope in his steadfast love (Psalm 33:18).

 

Held by the Lord

Our first grandson* (I love him so!) was born a preemie. At first, we could not hold him. “Being held is stressful,” the nurses said.

So we watched him and we prayed, continually asking the Lord to hold him.

The next morning I noticed a book in a restroom. I picked it up and it fell open to this: “People were bringing little children to Jesus . . . and he took them in his arms, put his hands on them, and blessed them” (from Mark 10:13-16).

It seemed to me the Lord was saying, “You don’t have to keep asking. I heard you the first time. Holding too-small babies is what I do. It’s who I am.”

My tear-filled pleas became prayers of thanksgiving: “Thank you, Lord, for holding baby boy!”

*Baby boy, born to our middle daughter, is now 6+ weeks old. He’s home and doing well.

God’s Reputation

God was justifiably angry when His people worshiped a golden calf.  He wanted to destroy them. But Moses prayed: “Why should the Egyptians say, “With evil intent did he bring them out, to kill them? . . . and God relented of the disaster he had spoken of (Exodus 32:12-14).

We who bear Christ’s name can implore the Lord to keep his reputation untarnished, even when we sin.