So the other day I dropped my iPhone in a sink…full of
water. I’m not the quickest with reflexes, but let me tell you I snatched that
phone up like a cat. I started drying it and blowing on it while a mix of
chanting “no no no” and praying went through my head. I can’t afford to buy a
new iPhone and so I was freaking out about this. After much struggle it was
okay…but it was silent. The screen, buttons and apps all survived but it made
no sounds. This didn’t seem like a big deal…but then I realized hat meant no
calls, no alarm, and no answering other people’s calls…crap.
I put it in a bowl with rice when I got home and prayed.
Literally sat with my rice-phone bowl in my lap and prayed.
That night I was struck by a thought and
disgusted by myself. I took time to pray over a stupid phone, but hadn’t taken
time to pray for the tornado victims in Oklahoma. Sure I had prayed many times
in short spurts and when I heard about the devastation my reaction was to cry
out to God. But what about the next day? What about when life is busy again and
stuff happens in the day to day that distracts you from tragedy? Yes, all
things matter to God and no request is too small for Him…but I took time to
pray about a phone, but not for several grieving families? I started crying at
my idiocy. Convicted I asked for forgiveness from this disgusting,
self-centered mindset. I realized I should be thankful I have a phone to drop and
the sink full of clean water to drop it in!
Two days later my phone started functioning normally again…with
the occasional glitch in the sound. But I’m thankful for those moments now. They
remind me of my foolishness. They challenge me to pray for others I have never
met with the intensity and urgency that I do when a problem is right in front
of me. They challenge me to pray for a Christ-centered perspective on my life.
Christ speaks in a whisper to us…sometimes our crazy loud
world needs to be silenced to remind us of Truth.
