Not My Words

Every so often, while reading articles online or in books, I come across something that I wish I’d had the wisdom, or insight, to write myself! Some things that I read help me to understand a bit more about God’s plans and purposes for each of us. Some things explain how I am feeling to others more clearly than I ever could (I hope that makes sense!).

This is one such piece of writing I wish I could take credit for, but alas, I cannot, for it was written by a theologian with a far greater grasp than me on unanswered prayer. I came across this while preparing for leading a youth Bible study. I was looking at grace and had read 2 Corinthians 12, in particular verses 9-10:

“But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.”

Commenting on this passage, F. Whitfield says this:

“God’s way of answering His people’s prayers is not by removing the pressure, but by increasing their strength to bear it. The pressure is often the fence between the narrow way of life and the broad road to ruin; and if our Heavenly Father were to remove it, it might be at the sacrifice of Heaven. Oh, if God had removed that thorny fence in answer, often to earnest prayers, how many of us would now be castaways! How the song of many a saint now in glory would be hushed! How many a harp would be unstrung! How many a place in the mansions of the redeemed would be unfilled! If God answered all the prayers we put up to Heaven, we should need no other scourge. Blessed it is that we have One who is too loving to grant what we too often so rashly ask.”


There’s not a lot more I would add to this right now… I am beginning to emerge from a haze of fear, uncertainty and feeling ‘lost’ regarding little Asa’s Down’s syndrome. I am feeling a lot more positive. In those early days I begged hard for God to remove the extra chromosome from each of Asa’s cells in his tiny, perfect body. God said no. He has not removed this pressure, this disability, from our boy, but He has given us strength to bear up, increased faith in Him and an incredible supportive family, friends and church. I’m starting to think that all will be well, and actually starting to believe it now. You know sometimes, if you tell yourself something enough times, or hear God say it enough times, only then you start to believe it… I’m at that point! PRAISE GOD! :-)