Dawood Ibrahim
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VERY often I think of Moses standing in front of the Red Sea. Behind him he can hear the sound of advancing Egyptians on their horses and chariots bearing down, spears advanced at his defenseless group.
He stares at the Red Sea; he knows God will provide a way; and then God tells him to lift his staff. And only when Moses lifts his staff do the seas part. Only when we take the first step in faith do miracles happen. I always remember the story of the Indian boy whose village prayed for rain: The next day the boy came to school with an open umbrella. “Are you mad?” asked his teacher and classmates. “I’m not; you all must be,” he said, “if you spent so much time praying for rain, shouldn’t you come expecting it?”
And here’s another lovely incident: A little girl had been shopping with her mother. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful brown haired, freckle-faced image of innocence. It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout.
We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the store. We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day. And then we heard her voice: It was so sweet it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in. “Mom, let’s run through the rain, she said. “What?” her mother asked.
“Let’s run through the rain!” she repeated. “No honey. We’ll wait until it slows down a bit,” her mom replied. She waited another minute and repeated, “Mom, let’s run through the rain.” “We’ll get sick if we do,” her mother said. “No, we won’t, Mom,” she said, “I just prayed and remember what you said this morning!”
“About running in the rain?” her mother asked. “No mother when you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, “God can get us through anything if we believe!” The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I sear you couldn’t hear anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in the next few minutes. Her mom paused, thought for a moment and then smiled, “Honey, she said, “you’re right. Let’s run through the rain and allow God to look after us! May be we just need some washing!”
And off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and, yes, through the puddles. They got soaked. But we all followed screaming and laughing like little children all the way to our cars. Suddenly we knew the meaning of stepping out in faith!”
And as Moses’ people walked through the towering waves I’m sure they laughed and roared with the joy of realizing that God needed their little step before He could do big things for them..!
—Email: bobsbanter@gmail.com
@LA se Karachi @XenoEnsi-14 @Jugger @Mentee @SherDil
He stares at the Red Sea; he knows God will provide a way; and then God tells him to lift his staff. And only when Moses lifts his staff do the seas part. Only when we take the first step in faith do miracles happen. I always remember the story of the Indian boy whose village prayed for rain: The next day the boy came to school with an open umbrella. “Are you mad?” asked his teacher and classmates. “I’m not; you all must be,” he said, “if you spent so much time praying for rain, shouldn’t you come expecting it?”
And here’s another lovely incident: A little girl had been shopping with her mother. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful brown haired, freckle-faced image of innocence. It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout.
We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the store. We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day. And then we heard her voice: It was so sweet it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in. “Mom, let’s run through the rain, she said. “What?” her mother asked.
“Let’s run through the rain!” she repeated. “No honey. We’ll wait until it slows down a bit,” her mom replied. She waited another minute and repeated, “Mom, let’s run through the rain.” “We’ll get sick if we do,” her mother said. “No, we won’t, Mom,” she said, “I just prayed and remember what you said this morning!”
“About running in the rain?” her mother asked. “No mother when you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, “God can get us through anything if we believe!” The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I sear you couldn’t hear anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in the next few minutes. Her mom paused, thought for a moment and then smiled, “Honey, she said, “you’re right. Let’s run through the rain and allow God to look after us! May be we just need some washing!”
And off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and, yes, through the puddles. They got soaked. But we all followed screaming and laughing like little children all the way to our cars. Suddenly we knew the meaning of stepping out in faith!”
And as Moses’ people walked through the towering waves I’m sure they laughed and roared with the joy of realizing that God needed their little step before He could do big things for them..!
—Email: bobsbanter@gmail.com
@LA se Karachi @XenoEnsi-14 @Jugger @Mentee @SherDil
