This morning after breakfast I was doing some last minute studying before class today while the kids played computer (PBS) and the baby rolled around on the floor. After a while the baby was getting fussy and tired for a nap and so I picked him up and couldn't find his binkie. This baby is a binkie baby. There is no going to sleep without a BIG fight and LOTS of noise without it. I looked EVERYWHERE! He had it just before, so where could it be? It was getting quite frustrating because the clock was not waiting for me and I needed to get my homework done. I looked under the couches (found lots of other things there - balls, etc.), in the kitchen, in my bedroom, in his bedroom...I even looked in the basement. Again. Nothing! Evaporating binkie? In my mind I kept praying silently to find it but that wasn't working. I couldn't carry the baby around the entire time because he's heavy and I've been sick lately with body aches and weakness and it was exhausting so he was laying on the floor a while, screaming. Oh glory.
I knelt down on the floor in the middle of the living room with my baby
and prayed aloud. "Heavenly Father, please help me find this binkie, I
really need to get my homework done!" I looked to my right and spotted
it under the couch (where I'd found lots of things before!). It must
have been behind the bouncy balls! Snap. I hadn't even closed my
asking-for-help prayer before I was saying my thank-you-so-much prayer!
I thought on this experience a bit later. Some people would
think this is a coincidence. I could have found it if I had just looked
behind the toys I was pulling out earlier, right? Well...I didn't. I
could have found it if I had just looked under the couch again, right?
Well, I didn't. I had even been *sorta* praying in my mind silently
during the whole time. BUT it wasn't until I got down on my knees and
thoroughly recognized my utter helplessness and my need for Him that I
got what I needed.
How many other places in life can this apply? I think in many.