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Swimming Alone in the Deep End

You know that old saying, "Be careful what you wish for because it really may come true."? Um, yeah. Be even more certain you want what you're praying for, because when God responds you may not expect the results!

The other day I was talking to my friends about her relationship with God and why they have such a "open" line of communication. She told me that she just asks. What?! I ask all the time. Or so I thought. If I look back at the things I have really asked for, there has been an answer, but I haven't always liked it. Which sometimes meant that I did things my way because I didn't like the answer. Just so you know, when I have done that, it doesn't work out well. Matthew 7:7 says, "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you." Just remember that when you do that, you have to be sure you're ready for the answer.

As an example, I was all excited about jumping in the deep end and all these new prospects, but then I started to feel uneasy. That's usually God's way of nudging me. When I looked at things, I thought about whether I was doing this because I can and just for the sake of making me feel good about me or if I really thought I could find a man for me better than God can. Answer: Ego Booster! So, that made me come to Daddy and put things back in His hands. I asked Him to take away the ones who were just there to occupy my time and be filler for what I really wanted. Want to know what happened? My inbox went SILENT!

At first I was a little sad, but then I remembered that this is exactly what I asked for. I am one to jump in dive in headfirst and then wonder where the blood is coming from. That is a bit of the impulsivity that makes me shake my head at myself in hindsight to my actions. Anyway, I went on to pray today that if I shouldn't be using POF.com to meet someone, then let me not get any emails today. Just after I prayed that, an email from some guy came to my inbox. So, I am still in the deep end, floating about, no worries, no rush, just enjoying the water :)

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