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He replied, “Whether he is a sinner or not, I don’t know. One thing I do know. I was blind but now I see!”  John 9:25

Do you remember that guy in the gospel whom Jesus touched and though he was born blind, he was able to see?  The teachers of the law were irate and gave him a hard time, but he shrugged his shoulders and said, “All I can tell you is that I couldn’t see, but I’m seeing now!”  That’s how I feel today.  I can really relate to this guy.

At work yesterday, I backed up my photo files from my laptop onto a CD.  In the evening, I turned on my laptop only to find out that I could not type.  My m’s, for instance, were 6’s, etc.  I asked my husband to Google this problem on his desktop since I couldn’t type.  For 30 minutes we tried to follow directions using the Nmlk key and shutting down and booting up tons of times.  Stumped, he gave up, and my laptop rested in my lap.  I didn’t know what to do.

This is where it gets weird and the cynics laugh.  In my technological ignorance, I prayed that Jesus would show me what to do.  I followed up my little prayer of faith with action and pressed the Scrlk key just for the heck of it and walla….I could type again.  No technological help line or instruction booklet saved me, but prayer.    What can I say except that I didn’t know what to do about not being able to type and then I was typing!

Coincidence?  There’s no such word as coincidence in Hebrew.  We believe that Jesus is always with us and willing to help; He cares about every detail of our lives!

Hazel is collecting “true” stories today.  Log on for what’s going on in people’s lives:  Tell Me A Story.

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  1. Michele WilliamsOctober 16, 2012 at 5:47 PM

    It proves that nothing is too small or "stupid" to pray about or for.... We are to bring everything to him.... and that's what you did... Thanks for the reminder.

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  2. DeniseOctober 16, 2012 at 6:07 PM

    Amen.

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  3. Wise HeartedOctober 16, 2012 at 6:19 PM

    Ask and receive...it must be his will for you to type today...I am encouraged again to remember to pray for those little things. Blessings Mary.

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  4. AnonymousOctober 16, 2012 at 7:03 PM

    Great story and great evidence that God cares about the small stuff!

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  5. Diane RonzinoOctober 17, 2012 at 3:39 AM

    It says in James, 'you receive not because you ask not." Hallelujah that you asked!

    This is such an important message, Mary. You remind us that even in the littlest things our Father cares and is willing to answer.

    Thank you for sharing this testimony!

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  6. PeggyOctober 18, 2012 at 11:41 AM

    A great story. I'm thankful Jesus does care about every detail of our lives, every minute of every day.

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  7. a joyful noiseOctober 18, 2012 at 5:31 PM

    God answers our simple prayers in ways we often do not expect. I am thankful that He always hears us and is ready to assist. I too have pushed the caps lock and my password would not work, Soon God helped me to see the answer to a simple problem. Look at all the lights on your computer and see if they are telling you something. Thank you for sharing at Tell me a Story.

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  8. Sr Crystal Mary LindseyOctober 18, 2012 at 8:19 PM

    Hi Mate, nice to meet you. No! nothing is a coincidence..God cares and even realises you need help with a key problem on your laptop. All he needs is for us to ask... I praise and thank him with you. He is the Everlasting Father who always cares.

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  9. FloydOctober 19, 2012 at 10:21 AM

    Great point. The world, even Christians, rely so much on our senses and intellect that we miss the point of the whole of scripture; The omnipotence of our Father!

    This is a good reminder for me today. Thanks.

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