Early in our marriage, Honey and I faced some tough circumstances. Answers were needed…as in now.
I did what I normally do when there are problems: I crawled out of bed early in the morning and sought the Lord. An hour passed. Two hours passed. Three hours passed. And yet, I heard no answers from heaven.
A little before 8 a.m., Honey awakened and walked into the living room. She was wearing pajamas and yawning, stretching her arms in the air. After slumbering over to the coffee pot and pouring herself coffee, she came over to the sofa where I was praying.
“Oh sweetheart,” she said, “I had the best night’s sleep and the greatest dream. Do you want to hear it?”
I nodded. She told me her dream.
And of course, her dream was the answer we needed from heaven for our problems.
Now, is this the only example of my seeking the Lord for hours and Honey seemingly spending little time doing that, but yet, somehow, the Lord favors her with the answers? Oh no! Of course not! I have dozens of examples.
It seems unfair, right? And it is, until you factor in the Lord’s grace.
The measure of grace on my life for prayer and seeking the Lord is different than what Honey has. Period.
For I say, through the grace given to me, to everyone who is among you, not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think…(Romans 12:3)
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