Praying Girl

God is Always There

My story is a bit different from most others. I grew up in the Salvation Army, and my parents were those kind of people who would go to church every time the doors were open. I have been going to church ever since I was a baby, before I can remember. I always appeared a a christian to other people. I would always do the right thing without some one telling me to, and that sort of thing. But the truth was, I really did not practice being a christian. Yes, I went to church, but that was about it.

There were lots of situation that I was in and needed the Lord, but when he did his job, I would forget about him. When I was in high school, I was in danger of failing a class. I did not know what to do and it was to late to do anything to pass. I called upon the Lord, and the next day I went to school, a special, free, two week classes opened up for me to take. If I would take the class, I would pass the class and be promoted to the next grade. And another time was when I was in band. We had three bands, and I was in the top band the year before. I did really bad on my auditions and felt really bad about it because I did not practice once. I knew if I went down a band level, I would be made fun of and I would have truly hated myself. I loved the music we played. It was challenging and I loved it. I prayed to the Lord. I said “If I could just make that band, I will love you, and if I don’t, I will love you. I want to make the band Lord, even if I am last chair. If I make the band, I promise I will practice every day. Thank You.” Sure enough, the next day I went into the band room, there was my name in the list of people who made the top band. I praised God that entire day and I am eternally grateful.

There was one more time when I strayed from the Lord. I had not been reading the Bible, I was feeling lonely and empty, and I just needed him back into my heart. I prayed again, and I said, “Lord, if there is anything I do that does not please you reveal it to me in my life.” The next morning, I woke up and the Bible was sitting on the floor right in front of the door. I pushed it aside once again. I sit down to get on my computer, but it did not work. I thought that was strange. Neither did my t.v. work. So I felt the Lord calling me again. I picked up the Bible and read a good bit of it. WHen I put it down, I was able to turn on the t.v. and the computer.

The Lord work in mysterious and powerful ways, and if you do not believe in him, you better get started.

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  1. kristin 4/15/2010

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