Today (written on Tue. Sep 2) The Blessing of Unanswered Prayer

This morning was like many other mornings. I took Rufus for a walk, did some laundry, ate some breakfast, prayed earnestly for a friend in physical and emotional distress, got lots and lots of junk mail. Then I turned on my computer (again) to see that my friend can lay aside her worries for today. I was so relieved for her, and I recalled how nice it feels to be able to enjoy one more worry-free day. I remembered some very hard days, and wanting it all just to go away. I remember thinking that it couldn't get any worse. And then, weeks or months after I thought I had reached my surviveable threshold of pain, I was blessed with sweet, sweet relief, and I was so happy to be alive and to be able to enjoy that day. I've had many, many days now that have been so great, and made me so grateful that my God is so wise and so loving as to have not "just made it all go away" on the days when I had asked for that.