This morning Auntie Hope and I sat outside and soaked in the gorgeous morning before it got too hot. We were having a fairly serious conversation when Auntie Hope suddenly said, "I wonder why the centre of that plant died, while the two ends are still green?" I replied that I didn't know, and we continued our conversation.
Ten minutes later, Auntie Hope said, "I wonder why the centre of that plant died, while the two ends are still green?" I again replied that I didn't know. This went on every ten minutes or so up until I left, when Auntie Hope said, "Would you look at that!" I said, "What?" Auntie Hope said, "The centre of that plant is dead, and the two ends are still green! How do you suppose that happened?"
I know Auntie Hope has lost her short term memory, but sometimes it's really hard to reply to the same question over and over again. And that's when - (here we go again) - God gently reminded me, "But you do the same thing, Annie."
How often I pray, "Lord, I'm worried about this" or "Why did You allow this, Lord?" or "What must I do in this situation?" and God always answers something like, "Trust Me" or "Just wait" or "I'll take care of it; just give the problem to Me."
Ten minutes later I'm praying again - "But Lord, I'm worried about this!" or "Yes, but what must I DO?" or "But WHY?" God never seems to get irritated with me, either. He just answers the same question over and over. "Trust Me." "Just wait." "I'll take care of it; give the problem to Me."
Again. And again.