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Dave
Branon
Daniel
poured out his heart to God (Dan. 9:2). He had read Jeremiah and
rediscovered God’s promise that Israel’s captivity in Babylon would
last 70 years. So, in an effort to represent his people before God,
Daniel fasted and prayed.
He pleaded with God not to
delay in rescuing
His people (v.19).
When
we pray, there are things we
can know and other things we cannot. For
instance, we have the assurance that God will hear our prayer if we
know Him as our heavenly Father through faith in Jesus, and we know
that His answer will come according
to His will. But we don’t
know when
the answer will come or what it will be.
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Read: Daniel 9:20-27 |
For Daniel, the answer to his prayer came in miraculous fashion, and it came immediately. While he was praying, the angel Gabriel arrived to provide the answer. But the nature of the answer was as surprising as the quick reply. While Daniel asked God about “70 years,” the answer was about a prophetic “70 weeks of years.” Daniel asked God for an answer about the here and now, but God’s answer had to do with events thousands of years into the future. Focused as we are with our immediate situation, we may be shocked by God’s answer. Yet we can know that the answer will be for His glory. (Revelation
3 -Audio-)
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While I was speaking in prayer, the man Gabriel . . . reached me. —Daniel 9:21 |
I
know not by what methods rare,
But this I know—God answers prayer; I leave my prayers with Him alone, Whose will is wiser than my own. —Hickok God’s
answers to our prayers may exceed our expectations.
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| Bible
in a Year: Deut. 28-29; Mark 14:54-72 |
"Reflexions from Our Daily Bread"
Posted by: Ben Ayala : benayalal@gmail.com
Thanks to the Sources at: rbc[dot]org -and- odb[dot]org |
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Capítulo 2 El llamamiento y la renuncia en la vida del líder - El líder ante un momento crucial La noche cayó con una sorprendente rapidez. Su esposa se encontraba unos metros más allá. Dormía. El no podía conciliar el sueño. Hacía calor. Sudaba. Hubiera querido beberse otro vaso con agua fría, pero asumió que lo mejor era salir por un rato de la estancia y dejarse arrullar por la brisa que—cerca de la medianoche—golpeaba con fuerza sobre el caserío. --¿A dónde vas?—preguntó la mujer. --Afuera, no tardo—respondió él mientras cruzaba el umbral de la puerta. El cielo lucía hermoso, tachonado de estrellas que se perdían en el infinito. Alrededor, las gentes dormían. Estaban ajenos a su realidad. El no hacía otra cosa que pensar. La vida le había sonreído. Tenía el reconocimiento de sus coterráneos, gozaba de solidez económica, de un hogar apacible, de una familia que le amaba y de vastas extensiones de tierra que se perdían en el horizonte. --Definitivamente la vida me ha sonreído...—musi...

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