Problems That Didn’t Change By: Everly
Two kids sat in their living room.
“Do you really think that we will?” The smaller child (named Rebeca) asked her big brother.
“I don’t know. But the odds are definitely pointing that direction.” Said her brother Mark.
“I really hope we don’t.” The little girl nearly had tears in her eyes.
Mark and Rebeca’s parents had been talking about moving for a while now. And it wasn’t one of those ‘You’ll still be able to see your friends, in fact you’ll be even closer!’ Moves it was one of the ‘Well, you can always call them, but I don’t think we’ll visit them often, since we’re so far away.’ Moves.
Mark and Rebeca had made friends here, they loved their school, and they were only a couple blocks away from their friends. To move would be the end of their lives (at least that’s how they put it).
Later that night….
“And, Lord, we pray that mommy and daddy decide to stay here and not take the job. We really don’t want to move away from our friends. It would be awful. (Your turn Mark).” Little Rebeca finished her prayer, and now it was her brother’s turn.
“Lord, we pray that our parents will not move, and that they see how terrible a choice it would be. I pray- I mean we pray that our parents will NOT move. Jesus’s name, Amen.” Mark ended his prayer.
They both went to bed, sure that they would not move, now that they had prayed.
The next day, they woke and headed toward to what Rebeca called ‘The Yummy Room’ it was actually just the kitchen. Their parents were waiting for them when they got there.
“Kids, I know you have been really worried about us moving. And if we would or not, and we want to tell you that we have come to a decision.” Their mom said.
Rebeca and Mark smiled at each other, they thought for sure that their parents weren’t making them move.
But then their dad said, “We have decided to move, kids-Don’t worry you’ll still be able to call your friends—but I have to take this job.”
“NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!” Rebeca and Mark cried.
They were shocked, they had prayed, God wasn’t supposed to do this!
And so they moved. Rebeca and Mark mournfully looked out the car’s window as they drove away from their house.
When they got to their new home, they loved it! But they missed their old life, who cares about having your own room when your friends are gone?
Rebeca and Mark cried the whole night. And when they had to go to school, their parents tried to encourage them and say that they would do fine, but Mark and Rebeca just looked out the car window with no response.
But after a few days at their new home, Rebeca felt a presence in her room while she was getting in bed.
“Rebeca…” It spoke.
“Um…Yes? Wait! Daddy told me not to talk to strangers! Go away!” Rebeca shooed the presence away.
“Rebeca, it’s Me.” It said.
Just then, Rebeca knew who it was, even now she couldn’t tell you how she knew, she just did.
“God?” She called.
“Yes, Rebeca.” He said.
“What do you want? Do you want one of my stuffies to sleep with?” Rebeca asked, she was around the age of five.
“No. I want you to know that I am with you.”
“For what? Also, why did you make us move? I liked my home!” Rebeca cried.
“Because Rebeca, I do not remove your problems. I guide you through.” God said.
“Oh! Like in church! That’s what they said! So… you’re like my nightlight when I am trying to find the bathroom? You guide me through my problems?” She asked.
“Yes.” God replied.
“Wow! Thank you! Now can I go to bed?”
“Yes, go ahead, and sweet dreams…” And with that God left.
“Ok, but they better not be sweet, I’m not supposed to have sugar before bed.” And with that Rebeca went to bed.
The next morning Rebeca told Mark what had happened.
“I know! He spoke to me too!” Mark answered.
“I guess He wants us to be happy with our new home. Because He doesn’t remove our problems, but He walks us through!” Rebeca and Mark said.
And for the rest of their days in their new home, they were happy, and that made their parents happy. And God guided them through.
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