Does God Really Answer Prayer?

Does God answer prayer?  Really? Or is life just full of coincidence? If I can’t find my keys and I pray that God would help me find them, does He? Or did the retracing of my steps do the trick?  When I ask for a solution to any other problem and one presents it self, is that God?  I totally believe in deep in my heart and soul that the answer is YES, He does answer prayer!  I do not believe in coincidence.  I believe God is in everything.


Psalm 17:6 “I call on you, my God, for you will answer me; turn your ear to me and hear my prayer.”

James 4:3, “When you ask, you do not receive, because you ask with the wrong motives, that you may spend what you get on your pleasures.”

I bring this topic up because something big has happened.  Something only God could have done.  My mom has decided to move back to Washington to let me help take care of her.  Now, you’d think that’s no big thing.  For her it is.  Let me lay it out for you.

She was born and raised in Idaho.  She met and married the love of her life in Idaho.  Her first daughter was born in Idaho.  All of her family is in Idaho, except for a few of us.  My daddy, along with many of her family members are buried in Idaho.

Her and daddy moved to Washington in the late 60’s for work. I was born and raised here.  Me and my family are here. My sister is buried here.  Other than that, there isn’t much of a reason for her to stay here.  It rains a lot and she hates it here.

After daddy passed away, mom came out here for 3 months so that I could help her put on some weight and get back to life.  That was the longest 3 months of .. well everyones life.  lol    In February we took her home.  All along praying that God would change her mind.  Knowing full well that it would take a miracle.   After a while I just stopped asking for that one.  However, God still had it in mind.

As much as I love my mom and it is the desire of my heart to take care of her, she is a real pain.  She drinks too much and eats very little.  She is so very stubborn, opinionated and selfish.  She doesn’t hesitate to share her thoughts without thinking of the outcome for others.  Mmm, I know where I get it.  So does my husband and kids.  lol  However, I really try hard to be careful and think through my thoughts before letting them come out of my mouth.  My mom doesn’t.

My mom has COPD and sees her doctor every month.  He told her that either she start taking care of her self or he’d put her in a nursing home or send her back to me.  She was able to meet his expectations for exactly 2 weeks.  Then she gave up.  Completely.  My aunt said it was like she just decided to stop everything and move here.  So 3 months after we took her back to Idaho, she called me and TOLD me to come get her.  She was ready to move back to Washington.  Not because she wanted to, but because she had to.   She told me that there was no way she was going to let her doctor tell her what to do.  She’d make the decision on her own before he could do it for her.  See? Stubborn!

Once the decision was made, we then had to find a place to move her to.  We still have the travel trailer in our RV parking, but who would want to “live” in a travel trailer?  I think the space is just too small for her and her dog,  Nanqu.  So, we prayed.  I didn’t worry, fret or stress.  I just figured if God was bringing her back here, then he must have all the details worked out.  And he did.

I had put a way … out there … plea on Facebook asking if anyone knew of a small rental with a fenced in yard that would take a smoker.  lol  I am sure most people laughed at me.  Some replied with places they knew of. (Thank you friends). However, nothing panned out.  Jeff and I both hunted for several days, doing drive by’s and making phone calls.  All of our efforts brought nothing. Nada. Zilch!

Then the Friday before Memorial Day, I was driving back from the dentist and instead of turning to head home, I went straight to the mobile home park just 3 minutes from home.  This particular park has a baaad reputation.  Mostly for drug dealers.  As I drove in, I noticed the place was neat and tidy.  It wasn’t dumpy like it had been before.  I found the manager and asked if there was anything open.  He said mostly just spaces, no homes yet.  “But there is one, that maybe available soon and you might get it for free.”   FREE??!!   I asked him How?  Why?  He gave me a little back ground story and told me to go talk to the owner.

I spoke to the owner and the story is, his dad lived a few trailers down and has passed away.  His trailer is bigger and has a bigger yard.  The owner of the trailer in question has 3 kids and needs the space.  The owner said it would be too much hassle to try and sell the trailer.  He knew no one that had even $1000 to give for it, so the park manager suggested they just give it away.   I couldn’t believe my ears.  They are giving this trailer away … for free?  Wow!  Just my luck.  Which I do not believe in by the way.  God has a plan.

I went back to the park manager to begin the paper work for the space rental.  He told me there were 5 other applications out and the first one to get it back to him would get the trailer.  This posed a problem since my mom was still in Idaho.  However, with a few more questions, I learned we could do the whole process via fax.    I can tell you within a few hours I had the paperwork completed, faxed to my mom at her bank, she signed it and had it back to me.  We got our application in first!  Yes!  Now we wait…

By the next Monday afternoon I had received a call that mom had been approved.  However, we couldn’t take possession of the trailer until the park rental agreement was signed, which takes 2 days to draw up.  Then there is the matter of transferring the title of a mobile home.   We have learned this is quite the process, but there are people willing to help.

We now have to tackle the repairs…  I praise the Lord for His perfect will in with this transition.  It’s truly been a blessing to watch Him work!

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