Thursday, September 27, 2012

Short Story About Stuff...

I actually have two or three devotions prepared to share with everyone... I've been working on them during down time at the hospital where I work.  I need to get them out and post them, however... tonight, I'm not going to do that.  I'm not going to do a really lengthy blog tonight, I'm gonna keep it relatively short.  There's been lots and lots and lots... I mean really LOTS of things on my mind lately.  So many things that most of the time I can't even really make sense of it.  Things I should be doing, things I want to do, things that I wish would get done, relational things, church things, friend things, wife things, mom things, school things, work things, money things, God things... and many other things.  I've been doing a whole lotta praying lately to help me wrap my mind around these things.  I don't know what to do with it all. So I've been praying for wisdom in the areas of my life that I need to get in order.  I don't want to be ALL KNOWING... I don't what to have ALL THE ANSWERES, I simply want to live my life in God's will, and I hope that he sees fit to share with me what he would have me do with all the things in life I worry about, wonder about, and so on. You see I guess my point is this, God allows these "things" of life to confront us, it's up to us to give them back to him, to in faith hand him back all the stuff we don't know what to do with. (I'm not really sure where all that came from either or why for that matter... what I had intended on writing about is below...)

A couple of weekends back, my parents were here for a visit.  We were spending time driving around town and had been waiting on a red light behind a white van at an intersection.... the light turned green after what seemed like an eternity (especially to me and my youngest daughter... our eye balls were floating or in other words, we had to pee really bad). So now sitting behind the white van at a now green light we waited for them to go... and we waited... and we waited, I was getting impatient and yelled out... "T..t..t-day Junior! (In my best Billy Madison voice.) Seriously, get outta the way dude." and oh... there he goes finally making his right hand turn.  I hurried around the van and WHOOOOSH.... A van flew through the intersection just a few feet in front of me going well over the speed limit and not slowing a bit for the bright red light against the now darkening sky.  I guarantee you every bit of blood in my body sank to my feet.  Had I not been stuck waiting behind that blessed slowpoke in the white van, my step dad's truck... that I was driving... would have taken a direct hit to the passenger side where my mother was in the front and my sweet little girl was buckled
"safely" in the back.  The emotions that filled me up in the next few minutes after getting through the intersection were that of joy, rage, disbelief, anger, relief, and pure thankfulness both to the Heavenly Father who had been watching out for us in that moment, and for whatever "thing" had preoccupied that person in the white van...    Slow down and enjoy what is around you, have you ever stopped to think about what could have happened if you hadn't had to wait for that dumb dog to cross the road in front of you?  Or maybe the waitress was a little too slow in bringing your check and to go cup at lunch... irritated and 3 mintues behind now... ugh.  As it turned out that few seconds I waited while grumbling in the truck behind that white van... was a pretty special few seconds.  A few seconds that would have had a devestating effect on our lives. If I thougth I could have found the driver , I would have thanked them to the moon and back for saving our lives!!!  Instead, I thanked God for watching out for us. 

I guess that's enough for now... my short story wasn't as short as I had planned but oh well!  I'm looking forward to sharing my devotions from my "Busy Mom's Bible" with you soon, as well as many more in the future!

God Bless and Goodnight (I hope... yep, it's one of those not much sleep nights.)

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