My husband's bike was stolen~
for about 1 hour.
It was my fault as I unlocked the bikes
when I used mine to ride home for about
10 minutes
and forgot to lock his.
When I returned back at the beach
his bike was gone.
Oops on my part.
And double oops on the one who took it.
After filing a report, my husband was thinking the best
that maybe someone took it by accident and might bring it back.
We prayed, as aren't we to pray without ceasing
about all things?
We prayed that whoever took it would bring it back.
We went back to the beach, planning to buy a new bike.
As we were on the beach, the policeman
came to get my husband as he wanted him to talk to another policeman.
Long story short, or should I say short story long~
as my husband was talking to him
he spots his bike.
It was back.
I immediately shouted "We just prayed for this. GOD heard our prayer".
Oh the excitement that took over my whole being, like it was the parting of the Read Sea.
Well, I sounded like I was losing my mind as everyone around us heard me shout,
but it was a little miracle
as the bike was gone and now it was back.
Would it have been returned if we didn't pray?
We will never know,
but what I know is that moment had nothing to do about the bike.
As those who heard me say that we had PRAYED
GOD became the main guest.
GOD is in the little things
because GOD is in all things~
but oh how we can forget to acknowledge HIM.
I felt as GOD tapped us on our shoulders and said,
"Just ask ME, talk to ME about it, because if it matters to you
it matters to ME".
What "matters" to you in this moment?
What is on your heart that you think is too little to PRAY about,
to talk to GOD about?
I will always remember this July 4th
because it was this day
that there was a swarm of bikes all parked by the beach
and my husband's bike
was chosen to be borrowed or stolen
for a wee bit of time
and maybe just maybe
for us to see GOD in all things
and for GOD to show HIMSELF to us
for a split second
that brought us such joy
and maybe just maybe
that those around us
who saw my eyes popping out of my head
when
HIS NAME
came shouting out of my mouth
in thanksgiving,
because we invited GOD into our moment
through a simple PRAYER.
PRAY without ceasing
because
what matters to you matters to GOD
and that is all the
"MATTERS" (listen to the song below)
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