Sampson looks forward to his morning adventures at a park close to us. After I take my son to work we usually stop by there so he can run the squirrels (his passion) and do his “business”.
Sampson hates rain. Mind you, he’ll jump in any body of water regardless of temperature, but the boy just hates to get rained on (I’d love it if someone out there could explain this to me).
On a day filled with more than I could do, it was pouring the rain. I mean pouring. When it was time to walk, I opened the door prepared to get soaked and he wouldn’t budge. I tried enticing him with everything I could think of and he just wasn’t doing it. I was stressed for two reasons: 1) he had a full tummy and hadn’t been outside since the night before and 2) I was going to be gone a good part of the day so the morning was my only chance to make sure we wouldn’t have an accident in the house.
I took my son to work praying the whole time about what to do about the situation. What else could I do? “Father, Your Word tells me to pray about everything, so here it is, the concern on my heart. It’s pouring rain and this doggie refuses to go outside…please help us in this dilemma. I believe You will. In Jesus’ name.” I was sure I heard laughter…
I pulled up at the park and my uninterested and very unhappy Sampson showed no interest whatsoever in being at his favorite place. Any other day, he’d be standing in the back seat wagging his tail waiting for the door to be opened so he could jump out. I rolled the windows down, still in prayer, knowing I couldn’t budge him – he weighs 100 pounds. All of a sudden a squirrel pops up on the sidewalk right where we were parked. “Sampson look, a foo-foo!” and with that, he popped up, saw the squirrel and when I opened the door, he hit the ground running. Boom. That was probably the shortest walk he’s taken with me to date but he got done what he needed to and both of us felt better.
I know you’re laughing, maybe rolling your eyes right now but here’s my point. To no credit of my own, in a testy situation, I prayed believing God would help us. I believe He provided the incentive (squirrel) for Sampson to get out of the car to take care of what needed to be taken care of. I’m still not sure he would have gotten out of the car had the motivation to do so not come. God reminded me, yet again, He is concerned about ALL that concerns me, including taking care of Sampson. Praying about everything means exactly that; praying about E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G.
Every time I start stressing over big things or little things in my life, I think about that situation, the prayer and the answer. Silly me. If He’s listening when I talk to him about helping me take my doggie to the bathroom, of course, He’s listening to me talk about everything else.
Philippians 4:6: Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.
1st Thessalonoians 5:18: In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
What concerns you right now? Will you pray about it, honestly talking to God?
After you pray will you believe Him? That means acting like He’s heard and He will provide. Tell someone what you learned through this experience.