God often
answers my more desperate questions - at first anyway - as though they were “Who…?” questions.
If my
heart’s cry is, “What are we going to do?” His
response seems to be “I am.”
If I pray, “How am I going to
make ends meet?” He seems to reply with, “I am.”
If I say,
“Where can I go for an answer to this dilemma?” I feel like
He says, “I am.”
If I
think, “Why is this happening?” I’m reassured with
the words, “I am.”
