Yesterday and today are a sign that Spring is just around the corner. The temperature was in the low 80s. We had a nice rain on Saturday which made the wheat field next to my house double in height.
I took advantage of the nice weather to clean out the chicken house after the long winter. This is a job that really nobody likes to do, but I signed up for it since we keep hens. Many years ago I thought of a way to make it easier to get the task accomplished.
As a kid I absolutely detested this job. You would have to scrape the floor for hours to do a good job. Now, I scatter cotton seeds hulls about 4-5 inches thick on the floor of the chicken house. They are fluffy and absorb most of the mess. Today, I pulled the tractor with a front end loader to the door and just shoveled them into the bucket. It’s dusty, but there is no scraping involved. The old cotton seed hulls are then used as mulch around many of our trees and bushes and vegetable garden. It only took a couple of hours or so to do it.
While doing jobs like this I am always thinking, and praying. This may seem a little sacrilegious to many of you. Stuck in a really stinking building, shovel in hand, dust flying, with sweat running down my face; and there I am praying to a thrice holy God. The very Creator of the universe.
As a young Christian many years ago I thought that prayer was a very formal thing. I would find a nice quiet place and kneel down and pray using old English words. You know, the Thee’s and the Thou’s. I think that it is still good to regularly pray in secret on your knees. I’m not against any of this at all.
But these days I pray a lot a more than I use to though. But most of it is just talking to The Lord like I am talking to a person. He is a person you know. In fact, He’s The Person. I pray silently a lot, but nonetheless it is real prayer.
I have a lot to pray about. I imagine that you do to. I have a prodigal daughter that is heavy on my heart. I am praying a lot that the rest of the kids, and grand kids will follow The Lord and love Him. There are ministry needs and opportunities that requires God’s attention ( like He doesn’t already know).
Most of my prayers though are in praise to Him. He is so gracious and so worthy of our praise. After 49 years, I still can’t comprehend why He chose me to salvation, and not the guy next door. Why was I born when, and where, and to the family that I was; and not born in Africa in a tribe that has never heard the Gospel. Why me?
Yes, we all have many things, and concerns to share with our Heavenly Father. We should have much praise to heap upon our worthy Savior. He has done so much for us for which we should be thankful. Other than the 2 word verse “Jesus wept” (John 11:35), this may be the shortest verse in the English Bible. “Pray without ceasing” ( I Thess.5:17).
I can’t tell you that I am always praying, but I can tell you that I pray so much more since I took God out of the box. Try it, He will like it!