I was heading to my son’s house to stay with my grandsons for a few days. It had been a busy morning and I left my home an hour later than I had planned. I needed to be there by 2:30 to receive the boys from the school bus, and I had to stop at Costco for gas. It was 2:05 when I finished filling up. There was plenty of time, except I needed four things from inside the store – four things that were just steps away. If I could be in and out in 10 minutes, I would just make it in time to get the boys. Of course, getting in and out of Costco in ten minutes would be a major miracle. I was up for a miracle.
I was back in the car at 2:18; that was thirteen minutes, which was a major accomplishment for me but only a minor miracle. As I drove down SR436 I prayed that I would get to their home before they would. I knew it was tight. I felt like God was saying, “Trust me. Be at peace.”
That meant that I didn’t need to give in to anxiety and wouldn’t need to go 80 mph when I got on I-4. I was at peace. (The thought of a delay due to getting pulled over by the police occasionally crept into my mind. Ain’t nobody got time for that.)
I met one green light after another. I thanked God for the green lights. I knew he was using them to get me there on time. Then I came to a red light. I thought about the boys. God gave me peace. He didn’t say I would get every light green. He only told me to trust him. That meant that even if they had to wait for me, he was caring for them. So, I thanked God for the red light. After all, he was in charge of that, too.
I pulled into their neighborhood and had to go through the security gate, where three trucks were lined in front of me. I sat there waiting as a school bus rolled by me. One of the trucks went through and another school bus passed.
Finally I got through the gate, it felt like it took forever, but it was only about four minutes. I turned onto their street and there were the boys – one house away from their home. I would have beaten them home if they hadn’t broken into a run when they saw me. I am amazed at how God cares for his children. He gave me just the right amount of green and red lights to get me there in a timely manner, but most of all he gave me peace that I could trust him with every detail. I just love that.
Vanessa
/ November 24, 2014God is good and He has a sense of humor too.
Bonnie Anderson
/ November 25, 2014He sure does. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving, Vanessa.