The Power of Faith!

As some know.. I went to Georgia this past weekend– Man did I see God move! We went down to talk to the woman running a women’s home that my brother-in-law opened. He is the pastor at Living Faith Tabernacle in Atlanta Georgia .. One of those mega churches that is just amazing! Anyway.. While we were there, they took us out to eat at the Sun Dial which is a revolving restaurant on the 72nd floor that overlooks Atlanta. Driving up... I saw this huge towering building of all glass.... with this little glass tube looking thing running up the entire side... my stomach dropped. OK– first let me tell you a little secret... I am scared of heights (won’t even go on the stupid Eiffel tower at Kings Island) and am claustrophobic. I can handle both to an extent... I had prayed about the height thing when they all mentioned it... and thought.. "Ok, I can do this... no one has to know that I am about to freak out, my stomach feels like a knot and I my palms are sweaty... Just be cool Corina" The whole pep talk I gave my self and prayers about heights changed when I realized that the tubie thing was a elevator- Glass one at that! Now see....that changes things! Big time! Closed in places.. Yeah, can handle as long as I don’t think about getting stuck between floors, others breathing my air, that kind of things... but OH my goodness... the flashes of getting stuck between floors hanging out along a side of some stupid tower in a glass tube?................ Prayers changed. You know... God thankfully knows the condition of our heart and loves that child like faith because, boy was I childlike in my "OH, Daddy... please don’t make me go up in that thing!!" prayers. As we pulled closer, parked the car.... my hubby looked at me funny... I guess trying to figure out why I looked like I was about to flee. His "you ok? Gonna be alright there Gracie?"was challenge enough for me to straighten my trembling shoulders, and march in with the rest of those crazy people who thought riding up glass tubes, dangling over NOTHING was fun! I bit my lips to keep from praying out loud..
The desk said, "I am sorry Sir, this elevator seems to be acting up... It has been taking about 15 minutes. But it is on its way." I looked around at the loony people who grinned and WAITED! Don’t they know, that was NOT a good sign? A 15 minute elevator ride?
Again prayers went up.. Finally impatience won.. The didn’t want to wait any longer so we went up the middle of the building elevator... I didn’t even mind when the doors closed and the numbers grew higher and higher, I was too busy praising the Lord! The meal was wonderful.. The view breath taking (a little too breath taking for my taste).. I was afraid I would get dizzy doing the revolving, eating, trying to quetch the stupid thoughts of planes, helicopter, and tornados as we towered 72 stories above the city. Finally we were done. I was ready! The inner elevator called my name.....But no, they wanted to get the "full view" so they climbed another level of stairs .. The floor looked like some flower shape.. As it balcony off in multiple directions.......... Not only were we now 73 stories above the wonderful Earth God made us to be on, but dangling over the restaurant below on some stupid balcony! The "oohs and awes" lured me from my nice safe wall where I pretended to read some boring history thing on some war or something.... over to the balcony... looking over (about 6 inches from the glass) the side of this tower, I about fainted! Saying the "oh, nice" I bolted back over to my "interesting history wall" My eyes hungrily ate over every word, doing the whole "Oh, this is so neat.. I never knew this."
Making our way around this circle, there it was.......... the tube elevator....... a couple stood waiting. I blurted out, "Gotta go to the bathroom, Mom didn’t you say you needed to go?" I grabbed my mother-in-law by the arm and walked towards the bathroom. I thought.. Ok, she walks slow, and if I calculate it just right, the elevator will come and go as soon as I get back.. They will not be able to handle waiting 15 minutes for the crazy elevator to come back! On the way back I could not believe it.... they still waited! It never showed up yet! The doors opened just as I walked out onto the scary narrow balcony that stretched from the middle wall to the glass tube! With defeat in my shoulders, I prayed "Oh, God, please don’t let me freak out, faint, or start screaming" Once I stepped on, they pressed the ground floor button, and nothing happened... I started praying more! "Lord, please don’t let this thing work!" I prayed, and they pushed, hitting each one, then door close button. They checked the sensor, no one stood in front of it.... they couldn’t figure out what was wrong. My brother-in-law was leaning around me hitting that button over and over... I grinned and said, "Our God is good!" He just hit the close button again............. Finally everyone had enough, and our group stepped off.... directly behind us, the doors shut and elevator went down. Everyone just stared at me in disbelief, as I beamed and said, "see my God is soooooo Good!" They all pouted as we rode down the inner elevator, talking about how I prayed them out of a good view. Me, I was thrilled. Not only did He hear this one daughters pleas, but He answered them in such a way that was unmistakably all about God!