Bill went to work without showering yesterday morning.
We had no water.
Anxiously I call the plumber who recommends he comes by at 3 a.m: the time the water supply replenishes our tank.
Now remember, this is India, so if the plumber says 3 a.m to then 3 a.m it is.
I get up easily and let the plumber in; after all the only access to the water tank is via three flights of internal stairs that lead to the upper terrace. Like a monkey he straddles the outer wall and lands on the roof where the tank sits. Within three minutes he discovers a faulty valve, climbs back down and is gone by 3.10 a.m.
By now my morning tea has awakened me so I take time to sit and pray .
All is quiet as I rock to and fro in my rocking chair remembering all the other early mornings in my life I have sat in God’s presence.
Times after feeding my babies, or before children need to get ready for school, or simply when my needs were so great I could not sleep till I sent prayers for help to heaven.
So this time I begin to thank God for His many blessings, for His goodness and His great mercy towards me.
I begin to sing a verse,
‘Though hast been a shelter unto me
And a strong tower from my enemy
When my heart is overwhelmed, lead me to the Rock
That is higher than I
That is higher than I.’
From there I begin to confess facets of God:
He is the Alpha and the Omega
The Captain of the Host
The Creator who flung the stars in space
The One who binds the brokenhearted and who sets the captives free
I start to pray fervently for family and friends in need, for those who do not
know of His salvation or who do not have His peace.
With tears of thankfulness for the unmatched privilege of speaking to Him, I say, Amen.
In the quiet I hear the words, ”Psalm 116”.
This is His reply (in part) to me:
I love the Lord because He has heard my prayers
Because he has inclined His ear to me
Therefore I will call upon Him as long as I live.
Gracious is the Lord and righteous
Yes, our God is merciful.
The Lord preserves the simple;
I was brought low and He saved me.
Return to your rest, O my soul
For the Lord has dealt bountifully with you.
Precious in the sight of the Lord
Is the death of His saints.
O Lord, truly I am Your servant;
I am Your servant.
You have loosed my bonds.
I will offer to You the sacrifice of thanksgiving,
And will call upon the name of the LORD.
I began Eternity Seeker to urge all who read it that this life is so short and the way we live now determines how and where we will spend eternity.
Through prayer and reading His word, we develop a friendship with God; we get to know Him and understand why Jesus hung on that cross. He came to redeem His people who have fallen asleep, and blindly believe that living in this world is all that really matters.
The night before, I had a dream I was peeping through the curtains looking at a darkened sky when suddenly I was shot like a missile into the clouds.
Having no parachute, I knew that if I fell back to earth I would surely die.
With arms outstretched I said, ”Take me Jesus, I am Yours!”
With that, I woke up and smiled.
I am at peace with Him.
May I pray for your peace too?
(A Gisborne sky 2012)