Today has been just an awful day so far–just now, the cat is coughing a mile a minute, and my wife is fetching her car back from the shop because it wouldn’t work this morning: and so on, and so on–but now I can cope with it, because prayer works.
Once, a few years ago, the landlord and I were bringing a refrigerator upstairs from the cellar, with me at the bottom end. Suddenly my strength was used up. Do you know that feeling? The feeling you get when you are plumb out of strength.
Well, I couldn’t afford to conk out halfway up the stairs with a refrigerator on my back. So I prayed. “Lord, I need more strength and I need it right now!” And He gave me what I needed. Right then and there.
This hymn request is from Linda. Keep ’em coming, folks.