On the weekend I put together some patio furniture. A deck is not a good place to do such things, but that's where I did it. I wrestled a little with the legs fitting in their slots and then the place where they fit into the table top. As I was wrestling with the various pieces, I heard something bounce off the deck - and I looked down to see one of the nuts fall down through a crack onto the ground below. The nut was kind of an important component - so I went below and crawled around on my knees in the dirt for quite a few minutes.
Nearing the end of my patience - I had an idea. The idea was a simple prayer: "Lord, can you help me find this thing?" A few more minutes of looking. Nothing. OK well, I'll put it together with what I got and see how it turns out.
So I went back up and continued to wrestle with the variety of inanimate objects that were the pieces of the table. And before long a bolt slipped out of my grasp and fell down through a crack, onto the ground. A sigh. A shaking of the head.
I go down to look for the bolt - and see it almost immediately. Sitting a inch beside the bolt: the nut. (The bolt was actually pointing at the nut.)
An example, I would say, of one of the ways God answers prayer: creatively (& not exactly how I was looking for an answer, yet - so much better).
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10 years ago
