A few days ago, I posted about how a lie was used for good.
This morning that same scripture I quoted came to mind again as I was walking the dogs and thinking of all that has transpired since my car died on Sunday.
Meanwhile, the moment we get tired in the waiting, God’s Spirit is right alongside helping us along. If we don’t know how or what to pray, it doesn’t matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans. He knows us far better than we know ourselves, knows our pregnant condition, and keeps us present before God. That’s why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good.
This afternoon, I will walk three miles to get to work and hopefully get a ride home with a co-worker at the end of the day. If not, I will willingly, walk home.
I'm grateful to have a job. I'm grateful to have the ability to walk.
The walk gives me time to talk to God, even if all I do is give a wordless sigh and an aching groan.
It gives me time to listen for His whisper,
that out-of-left-field random thought that I attribute to Him.
Tomorrow, because of two good friends who have professed to be agnostic,
I will get the alternator replaced on my car.
Tomorrow, because God has used them for my good, I will be blessed.
What amazed me this morning about all of this is that even though they have said they were unsure of Him,
He believed in them enough to use them to bless me.
It almost boggles my mind thinking about it and how powerful that makes Him.
Like trying to figure out where the watch came from in Somewhere In Time.
All things occur in God's time for us.
All things can be worked for our good.
Even those who are unsure.