Default Prayer

I could only move my fingers with pain this morning. I wondered why. Oh yeah. I had spent 3 hours assembling a "simple" tow pole on my bike yesterday. It was a 'magic stick'...I think that is how it was advertised... that attaches "easily" to the bicycle seat post, was cheap, and would pull my kayak using just my kayak cart for the wheeled support under the kayak. This was a superior idea to the my self made cart that included my old bicycle trailer in which I used to use to haul my kids behind my bike. My design was clever, if I can say that without sounding too prideful which I can't but so be it....but it was heavy. I am not getting any younger and decided to give the magic stick a try.

I had come home from the abortion center sidewalk feeling energized. We had a sidewalk filled with volunteers which gives me great joy, and four babies were saved. I am pretty sure there would have been a fifth...except for the forces that oppose us speaking our message of hope and help. Daniel, the Cities4Life director had stopped a conflicted couple. I then approached and the couple flat out told me they didn't want to abort but didn't know what else to do. THEN, the pro-choice folks who have NO jurisdiction or legal right to tell ANYONE to move their car on a public road came rushing over to insist the couple had to park or pull over. The couple was flustered, and as often happens, chose the path of least resistance in their mind and went into the abortion center. That broke my heart. The so-called "pro-choice" crowd had disrupted the discussion with a couple that admitted they had no choice to abort but didn't want to do it. I KNOW we could've helped them. I had to pray HARD not to feel bitter and angry towards the people that claim 'choice' but then eradicate it.

Anyway, I tried to focus on the four babies who still lived, and put my extra energy into tackling the "EASY" magic stick installation. Let's just say that EASY was as about as truthful a moniker as PRO CHOICE. There should be a law against such false labeling.

Now to the point of this long tale of woe. After a few cuts, very sore fingers, nearly dislocated thumb and not a few moments of temptation to sin in my gracious language use...I cried out, "Please help me Jesus." The IMPOSSIBLE screws with the stupidest design known to man finally slipped into place and I got the EASY magic stick installed. I hitched my kayak to the stick, and lo and behold, it was far superior to my makeshift kayak towing cart.

A lovely neighbor came to the abortion center yesterday to donate maternity clothes. I overheard her talking to one of our volunteers who is a new believer. She was telling him how she often prayed, "Lord, let you be my DEFAULT in all situations."

What a great prayer. See God is not my default so often. He certainly was not in my magic stick installation. It was only when I was at the end of my resources that I cried out to God. He should have been the first one to whom I cried out. Why do I so often wait?

So on to kayaking and towing with my new magic stick to the upstream park where I will shoot the rapids again, Lord willing. BEFORE I go, I will pray for God to guide and protect me.
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Hebrews 11:6 

And without faith it is impossible to please him, for whoever would draw near to God must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who seek him.