Little Things with God

 I felt compelled to pray as we left for this fishing trip on the coast.  It wasn't a natural thing to do as my two fishing partners were not especially faith-driven.  But, they complied and I prayed with them over our safety on this venture.

The trip went well until coming back we came upon a large barge, going the same direction down the canal we were traveling.  My friend with the boat pulled out and began to pass this large vessel and as soon as he had cleared the barge, he immediately cut in front of it. That's when our engine sputtered, stalled, and quit, right in front of the oncoming barge. 

Our engine wouldn't start and I got out the paddles and one friend and I began to paddle furiously to get out of the path on the barge.  It was getting closer.  We paddled harder. I wasn't sure we could get out of the way in time.  Meanwhile, my friend continued to try to start the engine.  It seemed a moment to exercise my faith in whatever might happen there.  

"We prayed about this, remember?"  I shouted.

The barge was almost  upon  us, when the engine started, put on a surge and we completely cleared the path of the oncoming barge . Then the engine died finally.  We were out of gas.  The rest of the story is about a long time spent paddling and pulling the boat to the dock finally.  But we were safe. Praise God for that little surge, those few drops of gas left that might have saved us. 

God is in the little things, the prayers before the trip, like the few drops of gas in the tank that clear the barge.  Sometimes you never know what small acts of obedience, or following in faith can impact, not only in your life but in those around you.  Perhaps there are no little things with God.  And, times like these build our faith and bring us closer to God.  Bring it all to God.  With God, there are no little things.  

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