Ask and She Shall Receive

Guest Writer: Amy Ceccherelli Fox, sister and co-conspirator in dream chasing.

Note from Vicky: I watched a beautiful sunset on our hotel balcony with Amy as we finished dinner on our last night in Chincoteague, and told her I was too tired to write my blog. "I'll do it," said Amy, and she did. This is her post in my stead. I may have to permanently employ her. What a blessing to have her here...
and now, here is Amy's guest Post:

It's hard to be the ever faithful side-kick of a sister on a blessed journey. Yup, blessed. At every turn God places signs and symbols that, quite frankly, I have been known in the past to mock. It's getting more difficult however.

It has been especially hard to find an argument against divine intervention with some of our bucket list journey's events. Just yesterday afternoon Vicky had expressed a small desire to eat a lovely dinner back on our hotel balcony, as the 15 miles of biking we had done had made her a bit tired and hungry, and then a stranger later suggests a local eatery that ONLY does take-out, well it does give one pause.

The days here have all seemed to be stitched together with the gossamer threads from His hand.

 She wanted a clear sign if we should leave Chincoteague early yesterday, and on her bike ride Tuesday morning, she said it was clear when she set eyes on the Nature Refuge that she HAD to explore Assateague AND (this next part I am having trouble believing came from God) I had to see it with her...on bikes...for miles and miles and miles.

 (Whatever those pointing pelvic bones you sit on when ensconced on a bike seat did NOT get the God directive either, BTW.) (Besides that pain, i knew I looked silly wobbling along on my unfamiliar rental bike, but then again surely no one noticed, as the folding clown-bike my sister was riding took more than its fair share of sidelong glances from passersby.)  But I digress.

(Vicky's aside: I love that bike. But I didn't realize it looked THAT ridiculous....)

She wanted glorious sunsets, and she received them. Dolphins? No problem. Ponies by the herdful? You betcha. She refused my pleas to buy lottery tickets or ask God for a million bucks (crass, I suspect) but she was unfailingly and undoubtedly blessed in the small pleasures she did desire.

Not as much luxury as she deserves is part of her life, so this trip was a splurge and respite from the usual fare of saving of abortion-bound mothers and college-bound progeny, writing encouraging blogs and inspiring books. Huddled in the brisk morning air on our balcony she worked away, pecking at the keyboard to bless OTHER people.

 Is it any wonder God chose to bless this trip?

So, along for the ride, I have basked a bit in her glory, and in her dust as she walked further, ran faster and biked brisker than I had a hope of. A blessed time indeed.

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1 John 5:14-15 

And this is the confidence that we have toward him, that if we ask anything according to his will he hears us. And if we know that he hears us in whatever we ask, we know that we have the requests that we have asked of him.

James 4:3 

You ask and do not receive, because you ask wrongly, to spend it on your passions.

1 Thessalonians 5:17 

Pray without ceasing,

Isaiah 65:24 

Before they call I will answer; while they are yet speaking I will hear.

Matthew 21:21 

And Jesus answered them, “Truly, I say to you, if you have faith and do not doubt, you will not only do what has been done to the fig tree, but even if you say to this mountain, ‘Be taken up and thrown into the sea,’ it will happen.

John 5:30 

“I can do nothing on my own. As I hear, I judge, and my judgment is just, because I seek not my own will but the will of him who sent me.

Micah 7:7 

But as for me, I will look to the Lord; I will wait for the God of my salvation; my God will hear me.