A few days ago I lost my remote. I was shooting outside and dropped it in some grass.
I've been going out several times a day to look for it, but to no avail.
Today I went and stood in the general area I had been shooting in, and prayed. A simple "Father. Help me."
It was right by my foot.
I cried.
Not because of the silly remote.
But because He was reminding me that he was right there. All I had to do was ask.
Now if only he'd answer my other prayers.
He will answer your other prayers. Just in His timing, not yours. Just have faith and patience. The wait is rough but rewarding.
ReplyDeleteThat's amazing, what happened with your remote. :)
love ya!