My friend, Robyn, stumbled across this picture recently and brought it to me. I am thrilled, because I remember this moment. Well, probably not the exact moment. But I remember this season when our good friend thought he was going to lose his medical profession because arthritis was crippling his hands. I remember the young men of our church surrounding him and praying that God would make a way.

Those young men are now professionals themselves. They have wives and children and careers. It has been more than a decade since we prayed this prayer. Not only is our friend still working, he has become a competitive barbecue chef on the side and is training his grandchildren in the art.

Until Robyn brought this picture, I’d almost forgotten the fear and struggle of those early days. I love being reminded that God answers prayers. In fact, He answers them so perfectly that sometimes we forget we even prayed them. I’m glad I’ve been reminded.