Believing God For Things That Seem Impossible

For more than two decades, I pleaded for God’s intervention in a close family relationship.

On my knees, I fumbled for words that would somehow touch the heart of God in a way I had not done before. Some days the words flowed like water from a faucet, and other days they were replaced by tears.

I was in a waiting period, sandwiched between my request and God’s answer to it. Seasons passed — I met and married my husband, birthed two sons and watched them grow — all while wondering if God would bring calm to my storm.

I still believed God was able to do immeasurably more than I could ask or imagine. I just wasn’t sure He would do it for me.

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