I’ve written about Harvey the man,
As in Paul Harvey, who made a huge impact upon America, and admittedly me.
Then I wrote about Harvey and Safety First . . .
Focusing upon our innate sense of preparation and survival . . . . inspired by a video clip of a man . . . . who defied what everyone was told to do; took his two kiddos on floating devices, marched down the flooded street in still waters knee deep, and appears to have safely fled.
Since “all that”, I read various reports of news producers in their homes or in the office getting that feeling of panic . . . . as they watched the flood waters continue to rise . . . . right before their very own eyes.
Then it was reported a mother was seeking to flee with her children and drove into dangerous waters.
Sadly, by then it was too late to escape, their vehicle was swept away . . . . and unfortunately they all drowned.
Social media is back on my mind along with the word “prayer” . . . . one can easily connect the dots that after hitting the “publish” button, the writer’s work is spread via the latter method.
Make sense? That’s my shabby and not so chic . . . . segue here.
There are a few personality traits I truly detest for very many, and good reasons . . . . off the top of my head these words come to mind:
- Thieves . . . . you get the idea, and maybe even imagine someone’s face . . . right?
Now enter the word . . . . “prayer”, let’s add “for Houston”, while we’re at it add “Harvey” . . . . and just stop there.
I made a second request that went virtually unnoticed and publicly at that, at least in regards to agreement . . . . it went like this:
The reason behind specific prayer request such as this is based upon the Bible itself. One either believes it or doesn’t. One either reads it, knows it as God would have it, or doesn’t.
Let me remind you real quick. Like everyone else . . . . due to my sinful nature, growing up in church didn’t work, and I lived my life running away from God. (Like it’s even possible!)
How do I say this so it’s simple to understand? Christ died on the Cross, rose again, fills the gap between sinful human beings, and a Holy God, “For many are called, but few are chosen.” (Matthew 22:14 KJV)
Christ came to me when I was at the end of my wretched self, because “The LORD [is] nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contrite spirit.” (Psalms 34:8 KJV) He set me free of my failed attempt of trying to flee . . . . my own hellish life.
(Life is not easy now, I have a comforter, and offer the same in return.)
It’s only when we are finally EMPTY of our own “self” . . . . will Christ quietly speak to our hearts.
So this has NOTHING to do with me!
I was watching the storm track back into Gulf of Mexico and considering this was very odd . . . . my first thought was to turn immediately to God . . . . remembering in His Word, when the disciples where in the boat:
36And when they had sent away the multitude, they took him even as he was in the ship. And there were also with him other little ships. 37And there arose a great storm of wind, and the waves beat into the ship, so that it was now full. 38And he was in the hinder part of the ship, asleep on a pillow: and they awake him, and say unto him, Master, carest thou not that we perish? 39And he arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still. And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm. 40And he said unto them, Why are ye so fearful? how is it that ye have no faith? 41And they feared exceedingly, and said one to another, What manner of man is this, that even the wind and the sea obey him?
So I guess I kept watching it by myself throughout the night . . . . for various reasons it wasn’t good for sleeping while sensing a need to pray contrary to the majority. I do what I say, and don’t stop at tweets and “talk”.
That’s my sloppy rendition of speed screenshots to beat the ad banners . . . . one day I’ll explain my ‘exemplary’ timing, due to knowing absolutely nothing about shutter speed, nor using a thing called a “remote”. Everything becomes a competitive type game to me.
I digress . . . . but like my subject matter went off track . . . . Harvey did too!
God knows something about Houston and me . . . . and how this has been affecting me. What I know and you don’t . . . . is . . . . that storm was tracking directly at me, or us at one point, and God knew I wasn’t interested in Harvey either!
So here’s what I see and you don’t have to agree with me. It’s perfectly OK!
Our Almighty Creator of the earth, wind, ocean, seas . . . . He, Who can speak to it, or us . . . . calm it, or us . . . . set anyone or thing free;
Our Almighty God cooled the waters of the Gulf of Mexico, thereby slowing the speed of Harvey . . . . diverted it away from Houston, and not only defied man’s predictions once again . . . .
I’m not a meteorologist, right? But it doesn’t take one to see the track has gone from a wide expanse to more thin.
Remember: Safety first!
Harvey has been downgraded to a Tropical Storm and made its second landfall again.
My question about “prayer” . . . . is: Why didn’t those who proclaim Christianity simply ask God to say:
“Harvey, go away . . . .” ?
For verily I say unto you, That whosoever shall say unto this mountain, Be thou removed, and be thou cast into the sea; and shall not doubt in his heart, but shall believe that those things which he saith shall come to pass; he shall have whatsoever he saith.
Keeping it simple as I’m certainly no theologian here, we will go back to the boat with the disciples as referenced above:
And he said unto them, Why are ye so fearful? how is it that ye have no faith?
Faith, we only need so much:
And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.
Then again . . . . the origin of faith:
Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.
Truth is, this doesn’t require an education in theology.
Trust . . . NOT me, but . . . . THEE.
But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you.