He Heard My Prayer

I pray for acceptance, always. Acceptance of His will. It's the only way I can get from one day to the next. Prayer is so very powerful. It is truly a conversation with God. Whether it is a joyful talk, whispers late at night or sobbing into my pillow, He listens. When I am ranting  at Him with balled up fists, angry at the loss of my daughter and the unfairness of it all, He listens. When I am gulping for air because I can't stop the flow of tears and I can't talk through the sobbing, He listens. When I am at peace, and praising Him for His mercy, He listens. When I want answers, and the silence overwhelms me, He listens. When nighttime comes and the quiet deafens me, He listens. When I pace the floors and ramble on, He listens. When I sing for joy but don't know the words, He listens.

When I pray for others, He listens.

How do I know? I feel peace in my heart today. He put it there. He heard my prayer and knew I was struggling and brought me the gift of peace. My life changes every day and how I accept those changes is up to me. I know I must have God's hand on me at all times, and so I pray. It's my choice, I know.

My birthday was special because the voices of my children greeted me early in the morning with wishes for a happy birthday. My grand-angels sang to me and that put a smile on my face and my son (in-law) sent me a picture of my daughter and me together on an outing..it was so special, it is now my profile picture on FB. Of course, my sweet husband greeted me with coffee and a smile and greatest of hugs, ever. Friends sent cards and called, I received lots and lots of wonderful birthday wishes! That evening I got together with my sisters and my brother for a great cake and coffee gathering at my sister's house. I even got to visit with a few of my nieces and nephews. It was a beautiful day filled with a lot of love and many blessings. I felt Shanny's presence through the love of my family and friends holding me up. I felt her love shining through. I felt her smile as I blew out my birthday candles on my cake and I felt her giggle at the number of candles on my cake..gosh, mom, that could cause a fire! It's getting hot in here...

All because He heard my prayer.

He listens to my heart as it pours out to Him every need. Even when I question why? Even in the midst of anger and pain. Even in the darkest of hours..He hears my prayer. I am never alone, for He is with me always.

Even when I don't hear His voice, He is listening to me. When I don't feel the answers are coming fast enough, He is listening. He hears me always, I sometimes am talking so loudly I can't hear Him.
Sometimes, He is quiet and I just need to relax and let God be God, and rest in the knowledge that He heard my prayer.