| The Five Dollar Prayer |
| When I was just a little boy, age not more than nine or ten. I wanted five dollars and I prayed for it over and over again. I prayed to God, I wanted him to put the five dollars under my pillow on my bed. I was hard down on my knees and my hands were clasped together until they turned red. I prayed and prayed and after 15 minutes or so I peeked under the pillow to see. There was no five dollar bill there and I figured God wanted more prayers from me. So, I got down to it. I prayed real hard and told God I'd be a good boy and I'd not get in trouble ever again. I told God - if I got the five dollars not another time in my life would I sin. I made sure I had prayed for an hour before I looked for the money. I figured that was all I needed. But, I learned a lesson - God doesn't pay out five dollars to little boys that way, but I wasn't defeated. My Dad told me I could continue to work for the last five dollars and then I could buy my bike soon one day. Now, that's been 40 years ago and I've learned that God always provides a way. written 8/4/2000 |
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