My WIfe, God's Answer To Prayer

Today has been a long day, and as Robert Frost elequently expressed,

"But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep."

Early this afternoon, when I had returned from prayer I was working through my list of tasks, and they were taking longer to finish than I had planned, and there were an endless number of post-its, with my tightest writing to list all the tasks ahead of me. Corie had left to go to the bank, and the girls were asleep upstairs. In my basement at about 1:30 I reached a difficult place. It was a place of desperation. I sighed deeply, backed my chair away from my desk, got my thoughts in order and had a meeting with God.

I told Him, that I couldn't do what He was asking me to do. I couldn't accomplish all that needed to be accomplished to lead this church. I had tried, but I was drowning, and I needed help. I reminded Him that this was His idea, and that I was doing my best to accomplish what He had asked me to do, but I was at the end of my ability. I confessed all the things that I have done to create the problem, but reminded Him that He knew what He was getting when He signed me up. As I concluded, and took up my position again in my seat to continue working through it I repeated the same prayer over and over, "I need help. I need help. I need help."

Corie returned not long after that from the bank, and came down stairs. When she came near my desk, she got a puzzled look on her face. She had clearly forgotten why she had come down. We made short small talk, and she said, "Is there anything you need me to do?" I told her to get a pad of paper, listed as many tasks as I thought she could handle, and she went to work helping me.

My wife, God's answer to prayer.

I hope we all get to be God's answer to prayer one day.

--Ben