Good news

A couple of weeks ago a friend was told she had breast cancer. This was told to her prior to a biopsy being done. Today we received the best news. She does not have cancer.

When I first heard the news, I asked people to pray for her. I prayed so hard for the past 2 weeks and this morning at work, it's all I could think of. Somewhere along the way, I got really angry, because I knew that God wouldn't answer my prayer. I wanted a miracle, and I knew in my heart that wouldn't happen. Then I found out that my prayer had been answered, and it just brought a flood of emotions. I was so happy that my friend was ok. But then I was upset with myself that I didn't believe that God would answer my prayer. Then I wondered why do I pray if I don't believe. I've even said to myself that God didn't answer my prayer, he answered everyone else's prayer. I just got lucky that my prayer was the same as theirs.

I try really hard to believe that God does love me enough to say yes, but there's still a part of me that doesn't believe that.
Maybe someday I will

Shouldn't have eaten those jalapeno peppers