It seemed like a simple problem; my newspaper hadn’t been delivered, so I phoned to chase it up. I found myself in a queue which I was told would be one honour and forty minutes Should I give up or hang on? Deciding to hang on rather than hung up, I waited. This then restricted what I could do . I couldn’t make other calls or go out or drive the car. Thank goodness phones are not fitted to the wall like they were when I was young. Nevertheless, my afternoon was quite unprofitable.
God doesn’t put us in a queue. He’s not like that. He knows immediately when we cry out to Him, ‘Lord, what shall I say to this person?’ Straight away I’m given the words. I pray for my friends and their circumstances. My God hears. I am about to make the wrong decisions, God is there. Scripture is full of of God’s promises. ‘When you call on me, I will answer.’ Psalm 91:15. ‘Before they call I will answer. Isaiah 65:24.
By the way I never did receive my newspaper.