[dropcap2 variation=”coffee”]J[/dropcap2]ennifer was in a horrific car accident in her twenties. Traumatic spinal injuries landed her in a scooter. Now in her mid-forties, she’d long ago resigned herself to the fact that this was her life.
Jennifer was understandably up and down emotionally. “As long as I keep my eyes on Jesus, I’m good. But when I start thinking about the life I lost or the life I wish I could have, I almost go crazy,” she said.
One day at the nursing home Bible study we were discussing why we don’t pray more. “Sometimes I don’t pray because I think I can handle it on my own,” I said.
“Or maybe you just don’t want to hear what God has to tell you,” Jennifer responded with a grin.
Ouch!
How many times have I refused what God had for me because it wasn’t what I wanted for myself? What God has for me always winds up being good, no matter how it might look at the time.
I’m reminded of little Samuel in the Old Testament. God calls him by name and Samuel responds, “Speak Lord, for your servant is listening.”
Will we open our hearts and listen? Do we want to hear what he is saying?
