(since I am reading through the Bible again, this popped up in my memories from three years ago)
I didn’t get his name.
Well, to be honest, I didn’t actually talk to him.
Actually, I read about him.
I had read this piece before, but I hadn’t paid much attention to it.
This time, I was kinda impressed by the guy.
The only reason he was mentioned at all, was because of who he worked for.
His boss had a really special connection to God.
And God talked to him, told him stuff.
His boss was Abraham. You know, the guy in the Bible that was the father of the entire Jewish race, the guy that God considered righteous because Abraham believed God.
So, one day, after Abraham’s wife , Sarah, had died, Abraham told his oldest servant, probably someone who had been with him since he left his homeland, “I don’t want my son Isaac to marry one of the women who live in this land. I want you to go back to my homeland and find a wife for him among my people.”
The servant had to get a little nervous. A lot nervous. This was a tremendous responsibility. How would he choose? Who would he talk to? How would he know he found the right wife for Isaac?
“What if she won’t come back with me? Do you want me to take Isaac?”
If she won’t come back with you, you are released from your oath.”
So, the servant went.
Now I don’t know if he had ever been there, in Abraham’s homeland. Abraham had left there with Sarah and Lot over 100 years earlier.
So, here’s the good part. Right as he came to the well of the community he was going to, he prayed to Abraham’s God. ” LORD, let the woman you choose give me some water, and then offer to water my camels.” (He had ten camels.)
Isn’t that fantastic? Praying such a specific prayer?
The next woman that came up did exactly what he asked for.
And she was from Abraham’s family.
That’s why I was so impressed with this guy.
Cuz he prayed the right prayer.
Wait a minute…?
He didn’t have anything to do with it.
Rachel was almost there when he got there.
The whole idea to pray was planted in his mind by Abraham’s God, just so this guy would know for sure that she was the one.
God was in control the whole time.
When I tell the story of the day of my salvation, I always tell how I prayed, “…and what does it mean to be born again?”
The answers that came within five minutes were already in place. Not because I prayed the right prayer, because God put the thought in my head so I would see His answer.
Oh, this story? You can read it for yourself if you are interested.
2 thoughts on “I MET THIS GUY THE OTHER DAY”
RAndy I met you today and know why your work ethic is so great! You know the God of Abraham through Jesus Christ! Your stories are well written.
Thank you, Joyce. Was it difficult for you to comment on that post? I have heard that there are all kinds of bells and whistles you have to jump through.