I pray for God's providence to be manifested in an awesome and tangible miracle.  I wait for God. Keep looking, hoping, praying.  His Holy presence is constant, He is deeply woven into the threads of this story. I am anxious to see His power unfold, for His people to be saved. I pray, with my eyes on Jesus but my heart still trapped in this world.  My understanding is so limited and even though I know He works all things for the good of those who love Him, still I forget.  The subtle working of The Spirit is my encouragement and reminds me.  I wait for the marvel. For the hallelujah crescendo of answered prayer that is yet to come.  The voices of the saints on earth slightly tremble as the cloud of uncertainty casts a shadow.  The questions rain down.  Then the flood of the Spirit covers it all. 

What if that which we most intensely fear is what God wants to use to bring us closer to Him? What if the most powerful answered prayer is the opposite of what we are asking? To, instead of keep us from whatever we are avoiding, put us directly in that path? What if His miracle is not taking away our pain but that He can sustain us through it?

Am I living a life completely abandoned to the way of the Lord, confident that nothing created can separate me from His love, willing to let go of my uncertainties, my comforts and look straight into the face of my darkest fear if that is what will bring me to Him?