BEAUTY OF UNANSWERED PRAYERS

I heard Garth Brook’s Unanswered prayer song for the first time, yesterday. I was never a big fan of country music, but after flipping through some stations and landing on that song, man oh man, it made me appreciate the beauty of story telling in a tune. Because most songs that are on the radio have a not so clean message I assumed this one would be the same; I was dead wrong.

Here’s the first part of the song:


Just the other night at a hometown football game 

My wife and I ran into my old high school flame 

And as I introduced them the past came back to me 

And I couldn’t help but think of the way things used to be 

She was the one that I’d wanted for all times 

And each night I’d spend prayin’ that God would make her mine 

And if he’d only grant me this wish I wished back then 

I’d never ask for anything again 


At this point I’m assuming he’s going to leave his wife or cheat. NO! He begins to thank God for unanswered prayers. How beautiful is that?

The rest of his song:

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 

She wasn’t quite the angel that I remembered in my dreams 
And I could tell that time had changed me 

In her eyes too it seemed 

We tried to talk about the old days 

There wasn’t much we could recall 

I guess the Lord knows what he’s doin’ after all 

And as she walked away and I looked at my wife 

And then and there I thankedd the good Lord 

For the gifts in my life 


In the moment it’s difficult to understand why things aren’t going the way you hoped or planned, but when you’re on the other side and have the ability to look back, it’s clear.

God knows what’s best for us; He sees the bigger picture. Through an account of my own life, I know how faithful He is. Hearing this song did something to me. It moved me. It encouraged me to keep trusting in Christ. Although there are distractions and temptations on my path; and, even if I can’t see the light on the other side, I know it’s there. I know my Father is waiting for me with open arms.

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