Potty Prayers

If you shall ask any thing in my name, I will do it. — John 14:14

This may be stretching this scripture a little. I’ve heard many preachers say if you ask for fame or fortune, God will give it to you. Well, I’m definitely here to tell you that is *not* what this scripture means, but God is in the details for sure.

I was witnessing to a friend online several months ago. She was asking me lots of questions about who Jesus is and what exactly God wants from us. One day she told me that she’d misplaced her glasses and she was stressing having to go pay for some new ones. A single mom needs to watch all her expenses you know. I told her to pray about it and I would pray about it, and God would help her find her glasses.

I know she thought I was nuts but that’s ok. A few hours later, she found her glasses — in a place where she’d looked a gazillion times before. She asked, “why does God care about where my glasses are?” Because He cares about what’s most important to me. He cares about what’s most important to you. God cares about the details. He wants to be a part of our life — every day, every hour, every minute, every second. Was my friend finding her glasses some great miracle like parting the Red Sea? Not to you and me. But to my friend it was a great miracle and yet another detail to thank God for.

On a funny side note, my friend lost the tv remote about a week later. She’d frantically searched for it all over the place. She went to the potty, prayed that God would help her find the remote, and when she came out — she found it Take *all* your worries and cares to God. He wants to be in the details of your life!

Prayer: Lord, I pray that every person who reads this realizes how much You want to be in the details of their lives. Help me to remember to take every thing that comes to my mind — even as simple as losing the remote — to take every thing to You. I’m so thankful You are not some big, mean guy who sits up in heaven looking down at me, but that You wanted to have a relationship with me so much that You sent Your son to have a human body like me, to die a cruel death, to conquer death for me because You knew I wouldn’t be able to. Lord, thank You for wanting to be in the details of my life — the little stuff no one else really cares about.