Do you ever wonder why God asks you to do some of the
things He does? This question has rolled over and over in my mind since my
return from Los Angeles. So far, the answers have been vague. Here’s what prompted
the question:
Near the end of our time on Hollywood Boulevard, on the
second day of our trip, we stopped at the entrance to a shopping mall to pray.
As we were deep in prayer, a lady came near and took a seat on a wall,
seemingly waiting for someone to arrive. Sam felt God nudge him to pray for
this lady, but while we were still in prayer, she walked away. He prayed that
God would bring her back if she, indeed, needed prayer. She came back. Finishing
our prayer, we approached her and tried to have a conversation with her. She
was from Holland and only spoke Dutch. We couldn’t understand her and she
couldn’t understand us. She seemed okay with us praying anyway.
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So, my question is, “Why would God send us all the way
to Los Angeles and have us pray for people who couldn’t understand what we were
saying to them?” What do you think, my dear readers? I’d love to have your
insights in the Comments Section.
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Going out with joy today, waiting for my next
set of instructions-
Cathy