LittleDrummerBoy
Senior Member
I've learned that praying for the weather is a simple subset of asking for my daily bread.
Last week, we were in New Orleans, a trip originally planned for my wife's business trip. A week or two prior, my wife and I became convicted that the Lord wanted us to make some messianic music videos at the Holocaust Memorial. My wife prayerfully selected five songs corresponding to five unique messages the artistic memorial provides. We had been practicing a number already, but we focused on preparing these five. We arrived in Louisiana on Monday, seemingly with plenty of time to make the videos, but we needed to depart by Friday for commitments elsewhere. It was a cold, windy, rainy week. By Thursday afternoon, it was clear our last chance would be Friday afternoon. So we prayed that it would stop raining, not be too cold or windy, and that the riverboat next to the Memorial would stop playing that loud and awful carnival music. As you can see from my recent video posts, the videos were limited by our own talents, but not by the weather.
Returning to Georgia, I've been frustrated by the recent weather that resulted in cancelling a fishing trip and interfering with a number of my bike rides. For health reasons, I try and ride 40 miles a week, and hadn't ridden during our time in New Orleans. I was putting in some time on the elliptical, but it's not the same. I finally squeezed in a short ride during a break in the rain yesterday, and during that ride, I was reminded of our conversations here and finally remembered to pray for another break in the rain today. Just got back from a very nice 8.5 mile ride, even though the forecast had been calling for rain all day today for most of the week.
I suspect that we often go without, not having because we're not asking, as James 4 says.
Last week, we were in New Orleans, a trip originally planned for my wife's business trip. A week or two prior, my wife and I became convicted that the Lord wanted us to make some messianic music videos at the Holocaust Memorial. My wife prayerfully selected five songs corresponding to five unique messages the artistic memorial provides. We had been practicing a number already, but we focused on preparing these five. We arrived in Louisiana on Monday, seemingly with plenty of time to make the videos, but we needed to depart by Friday for commitments elsewhere. It was a cold, windy, rainy week. By Thursday afternoon, it was clear our last chance would be Friday afternoon. So we prayed that it would stop raining, not be too cold or windy, and that the riverboat next to the Memorial would stop playing that loud and awful carnival music. As you can see from my recent video posts, the videos were limited by our own talents, but not by the weather.
Returning to Georgia, I've been frustrated by the recent weather that resulted in cancelling a fishing trip and interfering with a number of my bike rides. For health reasons, I try and ride 40 miles a week, and hadn't ridden during our time in New Orleans. I was putting in some time on the elliptical, but it's not the same. I finally squeezed in a short ride during a break in the rain yesterday, and during that ride, I was reminded of our conversations here and finally remembered to pray for another break in the rain today. Just got back from a very nice 8.5 mile ride, even though the forecast had been calling for rain all day today for most of the week.
I suspect that we often go without, not having because we're not asking, as James 4 says.