Unanswered Prayers

"Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers 
Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs 
That just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care 
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers"



Above our lyrics from an amazing Garth Brooks song called Unanswered Prayers. If you haven't heard it before, then click here to listen to it. 


I just recently heard this song again on the radio and really started thinking about all the prayers that God never answered. I began to think of what a blessing it was that some of my prayers never were answered. 


To explain a little better ---- When I was in middle/high school (before I ever met my husband) there was one boy that I was crazy about. I mean I literally think I was ridiculously too crazy about him. I met him in 6th grade and instantly fell into the classic head over heels in love scenario. And of coarse, he was such a nice guy but never felt the same way about me. He only saw me as a "friend."


I remember I would literally plan my days around him. I would change my outfit a million times just in case he might show up to this event (which he normally never did or he was with some sleeeezy girl.) I remember I would look cute everyday just in case I "randomly" bumped into him. I memorized everything about him and wanted to know everything so I could prove that I was the best girl for him.


From 6th grade till pretty much the end of 9th grade, I would pray the say pray to God every night. I would plead that God would make him love me. I would pray that God would show him that I was the only girl for him. I would plead that he would wake up and realize he was madly in love with me like a Taylor Swift song. But mostly, I would just pray some nights, when I knew that I was too crazy about him, that God would not let me be in love with him anymore.


Fast forward almost 8 years later... 


God never answered that prayer of making this guy my "Prince Charming." God never made him love me. God never gave me an easy route to getting over him. God just waited, patiently, for me to realize that this boy was not right for me. He waited for me to move on from this boy so I could meet the real wonderful man I now love and who loves me back. 


Today, I don't really know where this guy is. I don't really know what has happened in his life since 9th grade and honestly I am okay with that. I hope he finds everything he is looking for in life. I am just so thankful for God not answering every single prayer I send up His way. I mean why should He? Some prayers are coming from a selfish heart and not a service heart. Some prayers are just for our benefit (like my silly issue with the boy) and not for His glory. Some prayers are just meant to be heard and understood by God instead of acting upon. 


And honestly thank goodness that He can tell the difference in our prayers or I do not want to know where I would be if He answered prayers that weren't part of His plan. I think everybody should find that scaryyy. 


Just thank goodness God is in control. Thank goodness that boy never loved me back. Thank goodness I found a man that God did answer my prayers about. Thank goodness He is God and not me.