God Hears Your Prayers – Scott

In the spring of 2010 I was preparing for one of the hardest things I would ever attempt to accomplish, a 67 mile bike ride in support of “The Ride to Conquer Cancer” for Norton’s Cancer Institute. Something would happen on this particular afternoon that would forever change my life and my belief in God.

I had overslept this day waking up frustrated because I had meant to get out earlier before the rain started, I was training virtually every day by now and most weekend mornings and late evenings were spent at Bernheim Forest. It was particularly quiet here on these early weekend mornings and I spent most of my time praying and speaking with our father as I would continue to add more and more mileage. As each hour passed in prayer I felt more and more at one with our Father and at great peace. However, as close as I felt, there was always an ever present question in the back of my mind, does our father hear my prayers , does he really care about me, and if I’m being completely truthful here, does he even exist?

scottRain was forecasted this afternoon and again I was frustrated that I had let the morning slip away before the heat of the day had set in. I was pushing for heavy mileage now and with the rain clouds closing in I just knew there wasn’t going to be enough time to get my ride in for the day. So I decided to do what any Christian might consider doing in these circumstances, I would pray for clearing weather. Enough so I could complete my training before the weather turned bad. “If you could just keep the rain away until 2:00” I prayed, that would be enough. My prayer was soon followed with a voice in my head that I shall never forget, “So that you may know that I Am God” and then silence. I heard this repeated again and again in my head and what happened next is nothing short of miraculous. The clouds that had begun to form over park began to part. Slowly but surely they began to move away from the center of Bernheim and at one point the sun even appeared as the clouds could clearly be seen moving around the outside of the park. I continued to pray and thank God for this seemingly miraculous event.

As if this were not enough and just as I was about to complete my final lap and call it quits for the day, an intense clap of thunder shook the ground. Dare I look at the time I thought? I couldn’t help but look but I already knew in my heart what time it was. It was precisely, 2:00pm. Just what I had prayed for! I quickly made my way back to the car and loaded my bike on the rack, climbed into the car with tears streaming down my face and by now it was raining very hard.

I can’t explain it, but I cried and I was joyous all at the same time and all I could think about is that I had just talked to God and he had heard my prayer. Not only had he heard it, he had answered it in such a way that he left no room for doubt that He Is God! Amen!!!

I called my wife continuing to cry harder than I had in years as I told her what I had just experienced. It began to hail and I pulled the car under a tree to help keep it and my bike safe. I had spoken to God and he had heard me! I would never again question my faith or His existence. I know personally that our God is Alive and that He hears our prayers…

Matthew 7:7-8 7 “ Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. 8 For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened.