Cry Out to God Anytime, Over Anything – Illness, Fear and Kitties Included

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“But I call to God, and the Lord saves me. Evening, and morning and noon I cry out in distress, and He hears my hears my voice.” (Psalm 55:16-17)

On August 3 my Siamese Kitty died. She was 16. I have written several devotionals about her and how she helped me live my life. She woke me for my morning medicine. She knew when my pain was bad, and often “bossed me.” Last October she was worried about me walking down the hall with my cane. So she yowled and weaved in and out of my legs. I ended up tripping over her and breaking my foot in 3 places!

Her sister Patches was from the same litter. She was a fat, furry, black and white lap cat with an “attitude.” When she would hear the recliner chair go back she would run to get into my lap before her sister! Patches died August 23. She missed her sister.

I miss them both. 16 years is a long time to be owned by a pair of cats.

Our scripture reads, “But I call to God.” I do when I hurt. “I cry in distress” when sorrow overwhelms me. And dear friends I promise, “He hears my voice.”

This past spring I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. I was afraid–believe me. Many times I called out to God, cried out in distress, and was very overwhelmed. And He heard my voice.

Our crying out does not have to be a one time deal. Every time we need Him we can cry out. Every time we cry out, He hears our voice.

Evening, morning, and at noon I cry out in distress and He hears my voice.

Whether it is sorrow that burdens us, or physical pain that is causing distress, He hears us.

In the same Chapter in verse 22 it is written, “Cast your burden on the Lord and He will sustain you; He will never let the righteous fall.”

Prayer: Thank you Lord that You are always with us. You hear us when we call out, We can trust that You never leave us and nothing is too big or small for You to take care of.

About the Author:
Sandra Platt is a Ministers wife and Mother of two young adult “kids.” She lives with her family in beautiful rural Southern Indiana. She has been writing for Rest Ministries for about 6 years and cherishes the friendships she has made there. You may reach Sandra at the Sunroom.

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