Tonight, I lost my friend’s apartment keys so hopelessly that I was sure they were gone for good. I dug to the bottom of every purse, backpack, and car glove box I could find. It was not fun. I would have been annoyed about losing my own keys, but losing someone else’s was downright anxiety-inducing.
I finally gave up and took a shower, where I realized I could (and hadn’t yet) prayed about it.
Let me ask, do you struggle with praying about little things? I know I do. I usually feel silly about asking God to move in the normal annoyances and problems of daily life.
Praying about big-picture, important things like saving souls and healing the sick feels right. In these types of situations, it’s easy to see our utter dependence on God. It’s natural to ask him to move. But when the problem is a lost set of keys? How could God even make himself care about something so small?
I awkwardly asked God for help, feeling 100% silly because ‘honestly it was all my own scatterbrained fault and maybe this should be a lesson to me about not losing things anyways.’
I kid you not, the very second I walked back into my room, a glint caught my eye from my desk drawer. Yep. The keys were right there. I couldn’t help but laugh in disbelief. It’s almost like God was saying “see? I’m faithful in the little things too.”
Of course he would be just as faithful if the keys never turned up, but how cool is it that he actually cared about something so small?
Never feel like you’re bugging God. Our first instinct in every problem should always be prayer- no matter how small, insignificant, or silly it may seem. We’re commanded to pray on every occasion. I think a reason for that is that prayer is a constant reminder of how dependent we are on him.
Praying for a sick family member reminds us that all life, health, and healing comes from him. Praying our gratitude when we see a sunset reminds us that all beauty and the order of nature comes from him. Praying before a meal reminds us that he grew the food and gave us the means to buy it. Praying for a friend who isn’t a Christian reminds us that salvation is in his mighty hands alone. And praying about a lost set of keys reminds us that our orderly lives would be nothing without his hand and blessing.
We are just as dependent on him in the small stuff, and he is just as faithful.
And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests.
Hello! I'm Anna, a college student living in the Midwest. I'm a strong believer in uncontrollable laughter, powerful words, and a morning cup of coffee. I pray these posts will encourage you to live a full life with and for God: unhindered. Look forward to new posts every Monday morning!