If only...if only there was a direct line to throne of Grace. How simple it would be to pick up the phone and just ask a question! I suspect that I am not alone when I tell you that there I times when hundreds of questions flood my mind, questions that I don't have the answers for. Why is a prayer seemingly not answered? Why did this happen? Why do I struggle with pride,or whatever sin it might be? Why am I so tired? Why do I feel so drained? Why does it seem that every time I take one step forward it seems that I slide backwards ten!?
I found myself the other night with so many questions as I was trying to go to sleep. Me, a Pastor! Don't get me wrong, I was not questioning my faith, but I had so many questions and I felt so overwhelmed that I started to weep (silently I did not want to wake up my wife).
I found myself pouring my heart out to God on my pillow, no flashy language, no thee's and thou's just question after question, searching for answers - none came, and I finally drifted off to sleep.
The next day as I contemplated my experience I remembered the verse Isaiah 1:18, "Come now, and let us reason together, saith the LORD...". That night on my pillow I accepted the Lord's invitation to talk without even realizing I had. He was listening...patiently.
One day, all my questions will be answered, and every tear will be dried, "Even so, come Lord Jesus".