Signs from God.

Perhaps we've all heard the story of the man trapped on his roof in a flood. For those of you who haven't, I'll share it.

A man was trapped on his roof after a flood. A boat came along and offered to help him. He replyed "No thank you, God will save me." The water began to rise again, and another boat came along. Again, he was offered help, and again, he replied, "No thank you, God will save me." Finally, the water was up to his neck, and a helicopter flew low overhead. They offered to help him, but he replied, of course, "No thank you, God will save me." The water again began to rise, and the man drowned. He arrived in heaven, stood before God, and shouted out. "God! Why didn't you save me?!" God, shocked by his outburst, cried out, "What are you talking about!? I sent 2 boats and a helicoptor!"

The point of this story isn't to make you laugh, although if it did, that's good too. The point is, we ask God to do all of these wonderful things for us, and then we refuse to see that he actually does answer them. I myself ran into this problem a while back. My brothers and I have had a really interesting life. Both of them have choose paths of life that are probably not the ones they should go down. I prayed to God over and over and OVER for chances to reach out to them. My older brother David started calling me shortly after I began asking, and would want to hang out or do something. I would always make up some excuse Jas to why i couldn't. Then one night, as I was praying, it stuck me. I was sitting on that roof, the water rising, while God sent boats and helicopters to save me, and I just pushed them away. It was eye opening. Unlike the man in the story, I finally jumped on one of those boats. I realized that God would present the opportunity as long as I could see that he was answering. I took initiative, and was able to re-connect with him. I also realized that the only way God was going to give me the chance to help my little brother, Dakota, was for me to try to get him to open to me as well. I tried, a little hard of heart, and I failed. Then, one night, I realized that I had to let him know that I had gone through just what he is going through before I left my moms house. The funny thing is, that it worked. God sent a boat for him, and this time, I was the one driving it. All we need to do is open ourselves for God to work through us. For without God, we can do NOTHING, but with God, we can do EVERYTHING.

Just some food for thought. Peace and love everyone.