Over at http://www.mycharmingkids.net/ is the story of McKmama and her new baby son that was not supposed to live. He did live, his little heart and his little life are a miracle. I learned of McKmama and her plight on http://audreycaroline.blogspot.com/ where Angie's heartfelt prayers were not answered in miracle of healing; but she received a miracle of 2 hours. Two precious hours of life and that is all.
McKmama offered today to pray for those who had prayed for her. I read the prayers and as I did a thread emerged; a common thread of longing. Those who have children long for rest. Those who are sick long to be well. Those who are single long to be married and those who are barren grieve for a child. All the hearts cry out to be filled with what they think will fill them. If we are poor we ask for money, if we are rich we ask for love. What does fill the emptiness inside?
There is a God shaped vacuum in every heart, a vacuum that keeps pulling inhaling deeply, reaching, looking for the vacuum to be filled. Jesus said, "I have come that they would have life and have life abundantly." So why so much fear and hesitation to place your hand in the Savior's?
Fear. Silly fear. Pride. We are afraid of being religious weirdos. We are afraid to take the plunge that it won't be true and then we really are lost. We worry about what other people will think of us, that we have lost our "oh so rational minds,".
We hold tight to unbelief and the longings consume us.
The Savior loves, the Savior weeps, The Savior longs for you to thirst no more.
"Come to me all you who are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."
Joy does come. In your own way, in your own words just ask Him. Let it all go.