Unanswered Prayers

Mt. Zion Lutheran Church is located in a scenic mountain setting just outside of Wytheville, Virginia. My GGG Grandfather married my GGG Grandmother there in 1786. The original wooden church has been replaced by this brick structure.

Last night Wanda and I drove to Wytheville (pronounced "Withvul") for a meeting with the insurance poobah. It seems they are looking at her and several others for a management positions. Significant others are encouraged to attend these sessions so everyone is aware of what they are getting themselves into. We were treated to dinner at Applebees. Now I remember why I don't like Applebees.

There is an interesting study in time and distance in this drive. It takes us about 45 minutes to drive to our church about twenty miles down the hilly, curving mountain roads. It takes less time to drive the 40 or so miles to Wytheville because most of the trip is on I-77.

Lucky Thursday, the 23rd doesn't appear to have been so lucky. We met with little or no success in the insurance rounds and the prayers (for which I was thankful) for the job at Sears came to naught when the owner called to say he had decided not to hire at this time. We did see some more of the beautiful countyside and got dinner out (even if it was at Applebees).

The question now became (after I got through whining about not getting a job) was why didn't God answer my prayer. And this wasn't the first time. But then I got to thinking some more and if I couldn't remember any prayers not answered, how important were they? Then some more thinking and I did remember how blessed I am and what if God had answered those forgotten prayers would I be so blessed today. We really don't know what is best for us and what wonderful things the good Lord has in store and that if we are given everything we asked for how much more insufferable we would be than we are already. So as with everything I'll just leave it up to Him to sort out. It is so much easier that way.

Maybe it was lucky Thursday afterall.