Thanks much.

Many Blessings,

Pat Ferguson
"I can Do all Things Through Christ Who Strengthens Me" Philippians 4:13.

At 04:31 PM 12/30/2014, you wrote:

I've written more than once on echurch about how I pray for things I've dropped, or lost, or misplaced and prayed in order to find.  I would say my record for answers to such small requests is at least, I'm not exaggerating, 999 out of a thousand.  I am not joking.  I cannot actually recall the last time the Lord did not answer a prayer I have made to him for help to find something I've dropped or lost.  I do even more than that.  A few weeks ago, I received from my wife, the upgrade from the Apple I5 iPhone to the I6.  The outerbox was taking forever to figure out how it came apart.  So after several minutes of getting no where, I asked the Holy Spirit to show me how to get the cover apart without breaking anything.  I instantly realized how it came apart and quicker than you can say Jack Sprat the wonder Rat, I had my I6 enclosed inside the hard shell cover of the outerbox.  That's not what I'm writing about however.  I have trouble lining up the charging power plug to the bottom port of the iPhone.  I've always had problems lining up the plug to slide into the port with any phone I've owned.  I finally began asking the Holy Spirit to show me, that is, to help me, in lining the plug up with the port and, God as my witness, every time I ask, I immediately find the jack and slide the plug into the port.  Every time?  Yes, every time I have ask, it has worked.  One day, I was trying to plug it in to charge my phone.  As I fumbled around, trying to line the plug up to the port, I said, I'm not going to keep pestering the Lord about this because I can get it; I just need to focus more.  I heard a voice inside my head, say, "What's the matter?  Are you afraid I won't answer your prayer request and your track record will be broken and you will have to admit, it doesn't work every time?"  I almost blushed.  I forgot the Lord could hear my thoughts.  After apologizing for doubting him, I ask Him once again to help me and bing!  The plug immediately, instantly, hit the port and slid right in.  But that is not what I am writing about.  Last night, before bed, I was taking my medication prescription.  Let me tell you how I take my vitamins and medications.  Nearly 6 years ago, when I had to have surgery on my spine at the bottom of my neck, I had lost so much feeling in my fingers, I could not read Braille or even dial a large push button Radio Shack desk phone I've had for 20 years.  My fingers felt literally frozen.  The first thing I became aware of in the recovery room of the hospital when the surgery was over, was my hands felt warm.  It still took a few weeks before my hands gain strength enough to do a whole lot and most of my meals were made of things I could pick up with my fingers because I couldn't hold a knife or spoon or fork well enough to feed myself.  I soon discovered, even before the surgery, that I could not use a finger and slide a pill out of its bottle into my palm because I could not feel them.  So, back in those days, as I still do today, I put the bottle up to my mouth, tilt the bottle, and let one or two pills, whatever the dosage requirement is for that particular medication, drop into my mouth.  I often use my tongue to fish a single pill closer until it falls into my mouth.  I drop a lot fewer pills using this method.  However, as I began to say, last night, as I was going off to bed, I was taking some medication using the method just described.  The problem is, sometimes my tongue touches two pills and the two pills come out together, that is, they are stuck together just from my tongue touching them simultaneously.  I separate the two pills by letting the first pill into my mouth, closing my lips, and breaking the contact between to two pills; the second unwanted pill falling back into the bottle.  Sometimes I do it too quickly, or I'm thinking about doing something else so my mind isn't focused on what I am doing, or sometimes, when going to bed, I'm just sleepy and tired and not paying attention to what I am doing.  Such was the case last night.  The second pill missed the bottle and I felt it drop away but I couldn't hear it hit the counter, or the floor, because I had my hearing aids out.  I wasn't even certain the pill missed the bottle because, as I said, I heard nothing.  Yet, it felt like the second unwanted pill missed the bottle because I pulled it back too quickly and I thought I felt something hit my shirt.  I thought first of just letting it go but you never know how medications like that might effect your pets and our little dogs nose around the kitchen all the time hunting for a Crum here or there.  So, I put the bottle back in the cupboard, and getting down on my hands and knees, I prayed in my thoughts and said, "Holy Spirit, you know if that pill is on the floor or not, so if it is, show me where it is.  I felt in a very wide area because hard pills like that can hit the floor and bounce and roll for several feet in any direction.  I have, in fact, found a dropped pill like that under the front end of the nearby refrigerator.  After about 30 seconds, I struggled to my feet, easier said than done these days and at this time of my life, and as I stood, I said in my thoughts, "It isn't on the floor or the Lord would have found it for me."  So, since I had been sort of leaning up against the kitchen counter while taking the pill, I figured I should check; still convinced the pill had fallen back into the bottle but I checked anyway.  This time, I said, "Lord, if that pill fell on the counter instead of the floor, show me where it is.  There is a glass tray right there which holds Sandy's collection of coffee mugs she uses.  The sides of the tray curl upward to keep the cups inside that area.  That means that a dropped pill can slip under that lip and remained hidden even to someone with sight trying to find it.  So I began feeling under that lip.  I found it within 5 seconds.  It was so tiny, I wasn't for sure if it was the right pill so I got one out of the prescription bottle, put them together, and held them between my thumb and first finger; one on top of the other.  I used my other index finger to trace how the two pills felt and they were, without a doubt, identical.  Once again, God comes through.  If it is important to you, it's important to him, so pray and let God do His work because He wants to be that close to you.
 
Phil.
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