A couple of nights ago, I asked God to control what songs I heard. I don’t have any bad songs on my phone; in fact, every single song I have downloaded (which is a lot) is a Christian song. What I was asking was if God wanted me to hear a certain song, that he would let it play. So I prayed, put it on shuffle, and listened.
When I did that, the first song that came up didn’t seem at all relevant to what I was going through. I was expecting a song of encouragement, a worship song that got me on fire, or just a song that reminded me that God is always there. The song that came up was “Priceless” by For King and Country. It wasn’t a song I particularly liked, or that I thought I needed to hear. I doubted that God’s hand was controlling the shuffle. I turned it off after the first couple lines were sung.
Looking back on that night, I feel so selfish. I prayed that God would give me just the right song, but I didn’t believe Him. I took the situation into my own hands. Whenever I think of that night, all I can hear is, “Oh, you of little faith.”
I decided to try it again last night, and that time I followed through. I listened to any and every song that came up. One of them was “Here as in Heaven” by Elevation Worship. It was a different message that God was trying to tell me than the first time, but it was exactly what I needed to hear that night.
Something else that happened a couple nights ago was I had a dream. In the dream, I was kayaking in the rapids, and, for some reason, I had brought my laptop, phone, and Bible with me. The kayak began to sink, and I could chose to either save myself or save my stuff. Obviously, I decided to save myself. I went home empty-handed, but at least I was alive. The next day, I was standing in the garage, telling my dad how much I missed my stuff. His reply was, “Maybe it’ll turn up.” I began walking down the driveway, just thinking about what he had said. I suddenly felt the urge to get the mail, and as I walked closer, I got the feeling that my stuff was in the mailbox. I prayed a quick prayer, and had no doubt in my mind that I would find my stuff. Sure enough, I opened it and found my phone, laptop, and Bible in perfect condition. The dream ended there.
My request for music and my dream have something in common. It’s that when you pray, you need to have faith. When I pray for God to do something, I need to have faith that He’ll do it. I often request something from God, and then I throw in “but your will be done.” That phrase is a good thing to add because it shows that you acknowledge God to be above you, and that He knows best. The problem comes after I say “amen.” I never believe that what I just asked of God is His will. I always doubt that He’ll do it. It’s almost as if I humble myself too much and think, “God’s not going to do it, because I’m just me. God doesn’t answer my prayers because I’m just me. I’m not Peter, or Paul, or Jesus. I’m just me.” I need to have more faith that I’m a child of God, that the Holy Spirit lives inside me. As my favorite verse says, “I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength.” It’s true, I can’t make things happen, because I’m just me. But God is God, and with His help I can do anything. With God, my prayers can become reality. I just need to have faith.
He said to them, “Why are you afraid, you of little faith?” Then he got up and rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm. ~Matthew 8:26
“Because of your little faith,” he told them. “For truly I tell you, if you have faith the size of a mustard seed, you will tell this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.” ~Matthew 17:20
Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” ~Matthew 19:26