Simple Grace - - You’re Never Alone -

“I had what you could call a ‘quiet faith.’ I didn’t at­tend church reg­u­larly or mem­o­rize a lot of Scrip­ture. Each morn­ing, I’d sim­ply grab my daily de­vo­tional and read it on the porch with a hot cup of cof­fee. That was my spe­cial time with God and I felt like it helped me draw closer to Him in my own spe­cial way. Yet deep down, I won­dered if I should be do­ing more. I asked God if I should give more time or send more prayers. Was this enough for Him?

“One af­ter­noon, my car be­gan leak­ing coolant and it had to be left in the shop for a costly re­pair. Fi­nances were re­ally tight and I knew I’d have no way to pay a large bill and make my rent on time. I prayed on it, but in the back of my mind, I still won­dered if I was wor­ship­ing cor­rectly. If I wasn’t, did I ac­tu­ally have a right to ask God for any­thing? My stom­ach rolled with fear…and I sud­denly felt alone and in­vis­i­ble.

“With my heart heavy and bur­dened, I tried to dis­tract my­self with weekly to-do’s and rode with a friend to the gro­cery store. Af­ter I got home and un­loaded my bags, I saw a lit­tle bot­tle of mus­tard seeds. I didn’t buy them, so I called my friend… but they weren’t hers ei­ther.

“Puz­zled, I stared at the seeds, when like a bolt of light­en­ing, I re­mem­bered Je­sus had said, If you have faith as small as a mus­tard seed…noth­ing would be im­pos­si­ble.

“Feel­ing much lighter, I spent some quiet time with God thank­ing Him for plac­ing that verse on my heart. Mo­ments later, the phone rang and I got news the re­pairs on my car were only mi­nor. Af­ter hang­ing up, I looked at that lit­tle bot­tle of seeds and felt my spirit fill with grat­i­tude. I knew, even if I’d had to pay the costly re­pair, I would have been okay…be­cause noth­ing is im­pos­si­ble with God.”

—Tricia Daniels, 37, Richmond

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