A Period of Silence....

Ok, so I came across a part of the book I'm reading that really struck a chord with me. I've felt for some time now that the Lord was keeping silent and not answering me about certain issues. I remember my mother and I having a conversation about this very subject. She kept saying "all these years, he hasn't changed one bit, and the Lord still used him." It was as if that situation seemed to be a period of time where that person was "getting away with sin". But as I read this passage in the book, it was so clear to me what God is doing. I will quote what I read: "Therefore, when we come to chapter 3 and we come across a sustained period of silence during which the king promotes Haman, you and I want to say, "No! Don't do it. You'll be sorry. He's a bad guy. He hates the Jews. He's going to work out a murderous plan. Don't promote him."

Have you ever had a situation where you think to yourself "how can God allow this person or situation to excel above others, be promoted or be glorified, when they are so evil and clearly

Isn't God funny?

This 40 long days is nearing its final weeks. I've come from being on fire and full of zeal and passion to a low place of dryness and quietness. So, today I went to the Song of Solomon class that I attend each week....and the Lord spoke directly to me over and over. It was pretty amusing at times. I had a moment where the teacher looks right at me while talking about John 4 which says "Do you not say, ‘There are still four months and then comes the harvest’? Behold, I say to you, lift up your eyes and look at the fields, for they are already white for harvest! 36 And he who reaps receives wages, and gathers fruit for eternal life, that both he who sows and he who reaps may rejoice together. 37 For in this the saying is true: ‘One sows and another reaps.’ 38 I sent you to reap that for which you have not labored; others have labored, and you have entered into their labors.”

The funny thing is that during my prayer time today (which was full of tearful pitty parties galore), I kept saying "Lord when is it my turn? When is my harvest? What about me?" That isn't vain at all (said sarcastically). I was like,