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Divine Note #59 - Ask God your questions, he listens - Habakkuk 1:2-3

Divine Note #59 – Written on Saturday, Sept. 18, 2010, posted Oct. 18, 2010

Ask God your questions, he listens
Habakkuk 1:2-3 2 LORD, how long do I have to call out for help? Why don’t you listen to me? How long must I keep telling you that things are terrible? Why don’t you save us? 3 Why do you make me watch while people treat others so unfairly? Why do you put up with the wrong things they are doing?

I was fascinated by this book of the Bible. Habakkuk asked God hard questions – those same hard questions that you and I probably ask or want to ask. This Divine Note is simply written to let you know that God wants to hear from you. He knows that you have lots of questions about hard to swallow things that happen to you or those you care about.

God made you the person you are and he knows that you will seek him someday. So if you’re grappling with unanswered questions -- stop and talk to him! Ask him the hard questions…you may just be surprised by his answers. 

If you know God, then talk to him! Don't think things in your mind. Open your mouth and have a conversation with the Lord. He is your best friend, confident and trusted source.

Be ready for a response
I’ve asked God some hard questions and he has responded to me. Earlier this year, I told the Lord that I was going to ask him a specific question when I saw him in person. He answered my question immediately, and then he told me that he answered now because he needed for me to know the Truth, so I could be effective in the things he has assigned me to do on earth, now! I've been healed by God's answer, and I am more effective in the ministry he has for me.

My Prayer:Heavenly Father, Thank you for being God! I am in awe of your love for me. I ask you to help me help myself to be real with you. Let me be authentic in my relationship with you. Help me make my relationship with you the priority of my life. Help me follow up with action once I hear you. Show me how to obey when you speak! Thank you!

I encourage you to get real with God. Ask those burning questions. You might just be blown away!

Big God Hugs!
Blanca


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  1. Thanks for your encouragement! Visit my other blog: www.MyDivineJourney.blogspot.com where I'll be sharing my daily December devotions as well. Blessings!

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