God Doesn’t Give You What You Want, He Gives You What You Need

I asked for strength–

and God gave me difficulties to make me strong.

I asked for wisdom–

and God gave me problems to solve.

I asked for prosperity–

and God gave me brain and brawn to work.

I asked for courage–

and God gave me dangers to overcome.

I asked for love–

and God gave me opportunities.

I received nothing I wanted–

I received everything I needed.

My prayer has been answered.

From The Family Of Michael Job, An Indian Christian Medical Student Who Was Killed In June Of 1999 Because Of His Father’s Evangelistic Activities.

From “Extreme Devotion”, by The Voice Of The Martyrs

(C) 2001, The Voice Of The Martyrs

Published in Nashville, Tennessee, by Thomas Nelson. Thomas Nelson is a registered trademark of Thomas Nelson, Inc.

When we pray and don’t receive the answers we want, let’s remember these words from this Lightbearer in India, and trust that our Good King knows what He is doing.

“Dare You Be Different?” 02/12

Ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light. 1 Peter 2:9.

The warning that the Son of man is soon to come in the clouds of heaven has become to many a familiar tale. They have left the waiting, watching position. The selfish, worldly spirit manifested in the life reveals the sentiment of the heart, “My lord delayeth his coming.” …

The same spirit of selfishness, of conformity to the practices of the world, exists in our day as in Noah’s. Many who profess to be children of God follow their worldly pursuits with an intensity that gives the lie to their profession. They will be planting and building, buying and selling, eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, up to the last moment of their probation. This is the condition of a large number of our own people….

My soul is burdened as I see the great want of spirituality among us. The fashions and customs of the world, pride, love of amusement, love of display, extravagance in dress, in houses, in lands—these are robbing the treasury of God, turning to the gratification of self the means which should be used to send forth the light of truth to the world….

The children of the light and of the day are not to gather about them the shades of night and darkness which encompass the workers of iniquity. On the contrary, they are to stand faithfully at their post of duty as light bearers, gathering light from God to shed upon those in darkness. The Lord requires His people to maintain their integrity, touching not—that is, imitating not—the practices of the ungodly.

Christians will be in this world “an holy nation, a peculiar people,” showing forth the praises of Him who hath called them “out of darkness into his marvellous light.” This light is not to grow dim, but to shine brighter and brighter unto the perfect day…. The thrilling truth that has been sounding in our ears for many years, “The Lord is at hand; be ye also ready,” is no less the truth today than when we first heard the message.

From “Maranatha”, by Ellen White

“Karen The Lightbearer: The Rescue” Part Ten

A month later, Honest was able to get surgery done for his eyes. When the nurses led him to the room where the operation was going to take place, Honest felt scared because he thought it was going to be a painful procedure. When he was seated in a chair the nurses noticed that he was very scared.

“Is something wrong, Mr. Honest?” one of them inquired.

Honest tried to swallow the dryness in his throat. “Will this hurt much?” he asked them.

The nurses placed their hands on his shoulders to calm him. “Don’t worry, sir, the doctor will give you anesthetic before the operation. You will be asleep and not feel a thing.”

Honest smiled at the nurses. “That sure is a relief!” he said.

The doctor came in and Honest prepared himself for the surgery.


Karen, Eddy, Concord, and Trust were outside the hospital walking. Sloppy Joe was inside because he was still being treated for his bruises and wounds. He was almost completely better and would soon be able to leave the hospital.

“I didn’t think it was possible for a blind person to regain their sight,” Eddy said to Trust. “Do you think the surgery will be a success?”

“I don’t know. This is something new that I am afraid that something may go wrong. I don’t want Honest to be in worse shape than he is now. I know that the Good King is with him but I can’t help worrying.” Trust answered.

Concord was listening to the conversation and added, “I totally understand. I am worried about him too. He doesn’t deserve to go through anymore pain.”

Karen’s heart was with the poor blind brother. She had prayed for him that he would regain his sight. She had also kept Sloppy Joe and Concord in her prayers. She was very happy that Concord was better and that Sloppy Joe was improving. The Master of Darkness had truly showed his wickedness in what he did to them. Thanks be to His Majesty that the being didn’t succeed in killing them!

“Maybe we should go back in and see how he is doing,” Eddy suggested.

“It’s too early,” said Concord,” I’m sure they are still operating on him. We probably won’t be able to see him until tonight when the surgery is over.”

Eddy then had another idea. “Maybe we should ask our new friends to join us in praying for him. I’m sure the leader and his people will want to help through the power of prayer.”

“That is definitely Holy Spirit inspired, Ed!” said Karen.

“Thank you,” said Eddy happy that the Holy Spirit gave him the idea.

Concord and Trust thought it was a great idea too.

“Let’s go into our car and drive up to where they are meeting.” said Trust.


Since the crowd had become Believers they had decided to use the abandoned television station to meet and grow in their new faith. Their gatherings had brought them joy because they were seeing more through prayer and Holy Word reading on how much the Good King loved them. They were getting ready to hear their leader read a story about one of the Ancient Believers when they heard a car pull up. Someone from the gathering peeked out of the window and when he saw who it was he turned to the leader and said:

“It’s Karen, Eddy, and the two brothers!”

The leader smiled. “Let them in,” he said.

When they came in they told the leader that Honest was having his eyes done and felt that they should ask if he and the crowd would join them in praying for him. The leader agreed to and told the crowd that they needed to uplift Honest to the Good King in prayer. Everyone then held each other’s hands and started to pray. As Karen, Eddy, Concord, and Trust heard the requests being made they were very confident that Honest would receive the help he needed.


Sloppy Joe got out of bed and went into the bathroom to change out of the hospital gown. The doctor told him that he could leave and he was looking forward to going back to his motel. He looked at his face in the mirror and noticed hairs growing on his chin. He put his hand on his chin and chuckled, “The first thing I must do is get a shave.” He then inspected his sloppy clothes and straightened his tie. There! That’s more like it! He opened the door and made his way out of the patient room into the hallway. When he got to the receptionist’s desk he signed his name on the discharge documents. When the receptionist placed the documents in the files he told her that he had a friend who was having surgery done for his eyes and wondered how he could know how he was doing. She told him that the operation should be done at nightfall. He could come back then and ask the doctor how he was doing. She then gave him the doctor’s name and where to find him in the hospital. Sloppy Joe thanked her and went outside to see if his other friends were there. When he didn’t see them he went back inside and sat in the waiting room.

They’ll be back and I will wait for them. They wouldn’t leave until Honest is done. he thought to himself as he relaxed in the plush seat. He then thought about his motel. It was going to be a major mess since it was ransacked by the crowd when they captured him. He would have to do a lot of cleaning up when he came back to it. No matter. He enjoyed cleaning and maybe the brothers could help him. He entertained his mind with ideas on how to make the motel better than it was before. As the options flowed through his head he smiled. Maybe what happened to the motel could be a blessing in disguise.


Back in the abandoned television station, everyone was still praying for Honest. During the second hour Karen whispered to Eddy, “Shouldn’t we return to the hospital and see how Sloppy Joe is doing?”

Eddy wanted to stay and continue praying with the brothers and people. He felt so close to the Good King that he didn’t want to leave. But he knew that it was time for them to go. Sloppy Joe was probably waiting for them, and it would be rude to make him wait any longer.

“Yes, let’s go, sister!” he said softly.

Karen scribbled a note and placed it next to Concord who was praying with Trust. Then she and Eddy quietly left the prayer meeting.


Sloppy Joe went back outside. His friends still were not there. He decided to walk for a bit. Being in that hospital bed for so long made him want to move his legs. While he walked through the grass he asked the Good King silently to be with his friends and with poor Honest. He also thanked the Good King for saving them through His two faithful servants. “I’m glad that I’m still alive,” he said as he stopped to look at a blue jay that flew up above. “I can still tell others about the Good King and His heavenly Kingdom.”

The severe trial that he went through didn’t discourage him at all in sharing the Truth with the Lost. He knew that the Master of Darkness had tried to destroy him and Concord and Honest, and that the evil being would not stop in his persecutions of them as long as they continually followed the Good King’s will. Sloppy Joe was not afraid of another severe trial. He loved the Good King very much and was willing to risk everything for Him.

“Sloppy Joseph,” said a musical voice behind him.

He turned around and saw what appeared to be a man dressed in white. “Who do I have the pleasure of meeting?” he asked respectfully.

“I am a servant of the Good King like you are. I have come from Heaven to give you something that you will need in your opportunities to reach out to others with the Truth. Here, this is for you.” The angel then gave him a Lantern.

Sloppy Joe touched the shining gift. He understood that he was now a Lightbearer like Karen and Eddy. What an honor for an ordinary motel owner to have!

“Thank you very much,” he said to the angel. “I will bravely share the Light of Truth with whoever I meet, and I will take it wherever I go.”

“May the Good King be with you and give you strength as you show others the way out of the darkness of this World,” said the angel as he began to disappear. When he was gone Sloppy Joe praised the Good King for making him a Lightbearer in His Name.

To Be Continued.










“Karen The Lightbearer: The Rescue” Part Nine

Sloppy Joe finally awoke. He saw that he was bleeding and was surprised that he was still alive after what just happened to him. He then turned to look at his comrades. They were still alive too.

“Praise His Majesty!” Sloppy Joe whispered.

Concord turned to him and smiled. “Sloppy! It’s good to see that you are still alive!” he exclaimed in joy.

“How are you feeling?” Honest asked.

“I’m feeling fine,” Sloppy Joe answered. Then he noticed the dimness in his eyes. “Honest, what happened to your eyes?”

Honest tried to keep his voice steady so he wouldn’t cry again. “I lost my sight from the beating the people gave me. I’m now blind.” he said sadly.

“Oh, no!” Sloppy Joe whispered.

Honest heard him and said, “Don’t worry, Sloppy. Things will work out. When we are rescued I will receive help for my condition.”

Sloppy Joe wondered if they would really be rescued. How many more times can they endure the beatings? He felt so weak that he wondered if the next beating would kill him. His body couldn’t take anymore.

Death is no big deal. If I die I will wake up and see the King in His glory in the clouds. He was greatly encouraged by this hope and he knew that he would have fought a good fight if his life should end. Then he thought of Concord and Honest. Would they die too or would they somehow get out of this trial with their lives? Only the Good King knew what the outcome would be for them. And He would work out what was best.

The door began to open and Sloppy Joe braced himself for the worst.

Concord turned to Honest and said, “They’re coming for us again, dear brother. Be brave.”

Honest trembled and nodded. As the footsteps of the crowd got closer to them he called out the Name of the Good King, “Help us, Lord Jesus!” he cried.

A hand touched the blind man’s face. Fearing that he was going to get beaten again he whimpered, “Please no!”

The hand gently stroked his face. “Don’t be afraid. You won’t be harmed anymore.”

Honest recognized the voice as the leader of the crowd. Was he really not going to hurt them anymore or was he tricking them? “Y-You won’t?” he asked.

The leader answered him by wiping his bruised and bloodied face with a damp cloth. As he tended to Honest’s wounds he commanded the two tough looking men to release Sloppy Joe and Concord from their bonds. They gladly obeyed him. When he was done cleaning Honest’s face he untied him himself from his chair.

“Quick! Let’s get them to the nearest hospital!” said the leader to the crowd.

Sloppy Joe looked at the crowd. It was a lot smaller now and the people now had love and concern on their expressions instead of hatred. He then looked at the leader. He was no longer wearing his black bandanna and his face showed deep compassion. Though his face was swollen, Sloppy Joe tried to smile at this change he was witnessing. The Good King had reached out to these folks and it was wonderful that they had opened themselves to Him.

The crowd helped Sloppy Joe, Concord, and Honest to their feet and slowly walked them out of the room. Trust stayed close to his brothers and the two Lightbearers stayed close to their dear friend. The brothers were happy to be reunited with their younger brother again. They loved each other so much that it was hard for them to be separated.

When they were out of the building the leader helped the three injured Believers in his car. When they were inside and buckled up he then drove them quickly to a hospital. Karen, Eddy, and Trust followed the car by foot since they knew where the hospital was on their way to the TV station.


In the hospital the doctors and nurses took care of Sloppy Joe, Concord, and Honest’s wounds. They also gave them water to drink because they were dehydrated during their captivity.

The reformed crowd visited them and asked for their forgiveness for the ways that they had treated them. The Believers willingly forgave them.

“We’re just happy that you have accepted the Good King and now have eternal life in His Name.” Sloppy Joe said to them. “What brought such a miracle to take place?”

“Please tell us,” said Honest.

The leader spoke up. “We would still be what we were if it weren’t for the two Lightbearers who came to us. Their prayers had freed me from my bondage to a demon that had control over me. The Good King’s power is more than the power of darkness.”

Karen and Eddy then stepped forward.

Sloppy Joe and Concord looked at them in amazement. They saw the likeness of the Good King shining through them. Poor Honest couldn’t see but he felt the presence of his King. The motel owner remembered the first time he saw the young Believers glowing like this. The brightness was so powerful that it chased the Forces Of Evil away, protecting him and his friends in the basement of his motel.*

“The Light of the Good King’s Truth has saved me once again,” he said to Karen and Eddy. “I’m so glad to have Lightbearers as my friends.”

The teenage girl and little man smiled.

Sloppy Joe then looked up at the ceiling and said, “Thank you, Your Majesty for saving each one of us.”

Trust then entered the hospital. After saying hi to Sloppy Joe and Concord he went over to Honest and gently held his hand. “Brother?” he said.

Honest recognized his voice. “Hello, Trust. How are you doing?”

“Fine,” he answered. “I have wonderful news dear brother.”

“What is it?” Honest asked him.

“The crowd who have captured you but are now Believers are going to pitch in and help you get your eyes fixed so you can see again.”

Honest felt doubtful. “Is it possible for a blind man to regain his sight?”

“I and my friends have spoken to one of the doctors and he said that they have surgery that can cure blindness. I think you should do it. It’s worth a try.”

Honest was uncomfortable with the idea of having surgery. Maybe being unable to see wasn’t so bad after all. He could get used to it, though he would miss seeing the faces of his brothers. How great it would be to be able to see again! If only it could be done without surgery. However, if this was something that the Good King had set up for him he wanted to take advantage of it.

“Okay, I’ll give it a try.” he said.

“Would you like me to tell the doctor?” Trust asked.

“Yes, and tell him that I’m ready for it anytime.”

To Be Continued.

*  See “Karen The Lightbearer: The Game”