The other day, I was driving home with Grace and the little boy I babysit, Kie. It was a beautiful day….blue skies, warm breeze. All of the sudden, literally out of nowhere, it started hailing. It was so weird. At first, I thought someone was throwing rocks at our car. No rain, just hail.
The kids got a little scared, but I calmed them down and told them it was just a crazy Texas storm that would soon pass. This is the conversation I heard between them while I was driving:
Kie: “Grace, we’ve GOT to pray. This is terrible. Pray with me.”
Grace: “Okay, let’s pray.”
Kie: “Dear God, PLEASE stop this hell (i.e. hail). Please make it a beautiful day again so we can play outside. We don’t like hell (i.e. hail), so please make it go away. Amen.”
Grace: (looking out the window at the worsening hail) “Well, that didn’t work.”
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Great story. Funny, it is what I heard Alistair Begg say today in his sermon. We want to pray about trouble and get up and find it gone.
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