It’s Okay to Ask God For The Little Things

“Let the morning bring me word of Your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in You. Show me the way I should go, for to You I lift up my soul.” (Psalm 143:8)

When a person has a chronic illness that causes pain, mornings are very rough. Waking up in extreme pain because my medicine has worn off during the night is really awful. Knowing every morning that when my feet touch the floor the pain will be breathtaking and often bring forth tears is scary. And this happens every day.

Mornings used to be my favorite time of the day. I enjoy the peace and stillness of a sunrise, and the birds song. I would bring my coffee to the couch with my quilt and Bible and have an uninterrupted length of time with my Father. I did not want that time to be taken away, so I asked my Father to “Show me the way I should go, for to Him I lifted up my soul. . .”

Seeking His will did indeed make a difference! For the past 4 years Sunny, my Siamese cat wakes me between 5:30 and 6 every day! Not by her loud Siamese yowl; but by gently walking up and down my body, kneading sore muscles, and purring a deep rumbling purr. I yawn, stretch my sore muscles, and do some stretching before my feet touch the floor. It is an easier way to get moving!

Then Sunny and I wander into the kitchen where I start the coffeepot and open a can for Sunny and her sister. I sit at my table and gaze out into the yard. I see 2 large rabbits by my roses, and a squirrel scavenging under the bird feeder. There is a touch of fog in the valley, even as the sun heats things up.

I have found that if you ask the Father He will show you His unfailing love. When you pray “show me the way I should go. . .” He will give you an answer. He gave me a therapy cat, but also gave me some “work to do.”

Like taking better care of myself, watching my diet so that I eat healthy nutritious food, rest when I need to and let others help me. These things are foreign to me. I am one who will work hard and get sick and crash before I will allow help. I was always the care-giver and organizer. But it sure is a blessing to allow God, and my family and friends to become closer now. I don’t try to do it all anymore.

I am realizing that I am receiving a blessing when I allow others to help, and I am allowing them to be blessed too.

About the Author:
Sandra Platt is a Minister’s wife and mother of two young adults. She lives in the beautiful rural area of Southern Indiana. She has been writing devotionals for Rest Ministries for about 5 years now, and loves the friendships and fellowships she has made. You may contact her in the Sunroom.

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