August 31, 2026, the 243rd day of 2026
Prayer in Between a Breath
There are some prayers that escape from a heart that has no answer, or even a question, just a needing help.... View MoreAugust 31, 2026, the 243rd day of 2026
Prayer in Between a Breath
There are some prayers that escape from a heart that has no answer, or even a question, just a needing help.
I just had one of those prayers.
I had just finished editing my 2020 book. It was already written as posts, but as I said before the incompatible programs made a long ordeal of copy and pasting into another program.
And the phone's automatic changes when they found a typo, did not fix in the copy/paste, but sent the typo along when pasted into another program.
So it has been tedious to say the least, for something that was already written and posted. It should have been a breeze.
In one way it was a lot easier being able to pick up my phone and check it over line by line, but the phone app itself had enough glitches that I set it aside for a while, thinking working on the computer would be a better option.
But that didn't work out. Too many things got in the way for that. So, line by line, here and there, I edited.
And I supposed this part would have been done months ago. But finally, after working on it most of the day, I had it done!
But then..
Somehow in the renaming and saving process it told me that I could no longer open it!
And it was the only copy that was completed. I had other copies of variois stages, but had not made another copy after those.
A simple step. Never a problem. Suddenly looked like I would be going backwards yet again, when I thought I was finally done with this step.
I wrote my publisher of the issue as I sent the file off to him, hoping that it was some easy fix he knew of, not something fatal.
My prayers rose skyward as I pushed that send.
My breath continued.
God reminded me that the timing of my life was in His hands, because I gave it to Him. The timing of this book was in His hands, as I gave it to Him.
"Yes, Lord, I know," I said, thinking His words meant that I would have to redo all that work.
Then I thought I should download the file I just sent my publisher, from the sent message, and then try to open it.
I did. And it did!
Thank God! Breathed a sigh of relief!
Next stage in publishers hands, and of course, as always, in God's!
Stay strong! No matter what it looks like, prayer is always a good choice.
NAN
