I wonder if where I fall down the most is NOT prayer, not faith… but patience. In a microwave culture, I want my prayers answered NOW. I want my needs met NOW. If God promises to heal me and I don’t have my healing by the end of the day, then something is wrong.
But when I look back at all the things I’ve asked for and the things I have been promised, like healing, I can see how far I’ve come and that some of these things are just around the corner and God has been preparing a way to them for some time.
And all along I thought that He wasn’t going to do it., because I think in micro-minutes instead of looking at the biiiiig picture.