The other day I was having a little pitty party for myself. I had been dealing with stress and problems for some time and could not see the answer to those particular situations. I had prayed, praised and believed for God to deliver me from them. Sometimes He doesn’t deliver us from them because it is His plan to deliver us through them.
So it had been a long day, several situations to deal with, and then the call came that a member of our West of 50 group had passed away. Becky and I were making our way up I 95 to visit the wife of the man who had passed and as I often do when driving (much to Becky’s aggravation) I was thinking and not talking. I had just formulated the thought towards the Lord that said “why doesn’t God send someone to me to encourage me. Where are all my friends”. And the cell phone rang.
It was a good friend I had not talked to in a long time (several weeks) and he just called to check in and to encourage me. Well, I don’t know about you but I enjoy someone encouraging me once in awhile. So there was good comfort in the call. And I am sure my friend probably did not realize how important his call was, but to me he was the Lord’s voice reassuring me that it was alright.
When was the last time I made a call and was God’s voice to someone else. The next time someone comes to mind that I have not spoken to for some time, I will be placing the call. Just maybe I will be the Lord’s voice to them.
