Life happens
One of the things we all have to deal with is the unexpected. We have plans—well-laid plans—and life happens! I’m learning that this is one of the “beauties” of living life, and when these things happen, go through it with God and a smile!
I had different plans for the use of much of my time yesterday, but life happened. The torrential downpour my region experienced Sunday afternoon and evening, flooding homes in different areas, came to my house as well. Nothing big; just a puddle gathering on the floor under the window sill and a spongy-feeling streak in the drywall where the rain found its way into my living room through old, cracked caulking outside my window. So after being gone all morning and early afternoon, that needed to be fixed by an excellent contractor/handyman from my church.
Then I started working on a wonderfully insightful, life-changing blog I intended to present to you instead of this one, and RING! A friend needed a ride to the evening prayer meeting. I live north, she lives east, and the meeting is west. NO PROBLEM! I’ll get back after the meeting, I thought, in time to finish the oh, so powerful piece I was working on for the blog and still go to bed early! Anyway, I thoroughly enjoy fellowshipping with this lady, and I was looking forward to our conversation.
We arrived at the meeting on time after a near-miss on the highway with a zooming motorcycle, passing me on the right at top speed as I was veering back into that lane. Fortunately, his machine was LOUD and I heard him scream up to my right just in time. Thank You, Jesus!
When we arrived at the meeting, I heard that another good friend had been in an accident on the way to church. She was OK, but her car was probably totaled. Her cell phone was dead and she couldn’t get out of the wrecked car, but what do you know? The leader of the prayer meeting and his wife happened upon the scene before the police arrived and were a great help to her as the officer pulled up and she called her insurance company. She hitched a ride to church with them and joined us for prayer.
After the meeting, no one was heading her way (south) to take her home, so I volunteered. I was already heading east; why not go south as well? The three of us had wonderful conversation, thanked God for sparing my friend’s life, and prayed for everything to fall into place for her. (She is one of God’s hidden treasures, is out of work right now, is not living in her own place, and has just lost her vehicle. She would love it if some of you would stand with her in prayer as she trusts God to meet her needs—and she is trusting Him, just in case you were wondering.)
Remember when I said that when life happens, we learn to go through it with God and a smile? My friend amazed me with her “silver-lining” outlook as she said, “Hey! At least I don’t have to buy gas for the car—it was close to empty!”
I’ve been West, East, South, and North tonight (I’m writing this late Tuesday for Wednesday). And now I own freshly-caulked windows, all ready for the next big storm. I’ve enjoyed great conversation, was delivered from pulverizing a loud motorcycle and its driver, was privileged to pray for a faithful friend, and am free to put off “saving” the world until tomorrow. And I get to smile at my God who is God and who will evermore remain God. And am I ever glad.
Dorothy