"I prayed for freedom for twenty years, but received no answer until I prayed with my legs."
Frederick Douglass, Former slave, abolitionist, editor, and orator (1817-1895)
Shot down like a deer in the dark lying dead, the wound soon a door for dirt dwellers, bugs, birds and boars, to feed on my dull, rancid ca...
It's a balance. Sometimes we have to act, sometimes we can't. Sometimes God says yes. Sometimes he says not yet. Sometimes he says I have something better in mind.
ReplyDeleteAnd it's through the prayer that sometimes our hearts are changed to see things the right way... or the best way for us, given the circumstances.
Don't know if that makes sense or not...