We pray for many things. We pray for protection, help, strength, to grow closer to God, etc. God hears all of our prayers and answers them. We may not always get a yes to our requests. We may get a no or even a not now. Trials and tribulations are showing me that more often than not, God’s answers to our prayers may in fact be yes but they don’t manifest themselves in the way we think, want, or expect them too. When that happens, we often go back to God and ask Him why He is allowing all of the mess to occur in our lives. Granted, most mess can be self-inflicted but God will use self-inflicted mess to draw us closer to Him.
Laura Story wrote it best in her song Blessing (feel free to YouTube it). Think on these words.
We pray for blessings
We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things‘Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguiseWe pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
And we cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we’d have faith to believe‘Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
And what if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguiseWhen friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know that pain reminds this heart
That this is not, this is not our home
It’s not our home‘Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
And what if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy
And what if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are Your mercies in disguise
