Monday, June 14, 2010

I am fascinated by the way things work out! I went to my Mom and Dad's house with the intention to swim with the kids in spite of the fact that neither of my parents were going to be home . As soon as we were all swim-suited up to swim, it started to rain with an insane amount of thunder and lightning, although there had not been a single cloud in the sky all day long. We waited a few minutes for it to slow down disappointed about the anti-climatic turn of events, then got in the car with the intent to drive back home and run a few errands. I went a certain way in spite of the fact that I really needed to go the other way, then almost made it to my turn off for the last stretch home and saw a little boy on a bike flagging down cars. I stopped, turned around and rolled down the window to see if he was okay. Through very polite, choked sobs he explained that he had gotten turned around and couldn't find his way back to his Grandpa's house. He had been riding for two-three hours in the hot sun with the occasional bout of rain falling on him, trying to flag down whatever cars he saw and talk to construction workers to find someone to help him. The workers ignored him and the people kept driving by, smiling and waving at him as he moved positioning up and down the road, mistaking his flailing arms for friendliness. He was understandably upset and was at the point where he'd had just about enough. I don't know if he prayed for help or what kind of family he is growing up in (although they seemed great). I know that his need was heard whether verbalized to our father in Heaven or not and that help was sent so that he could return home safely.

We called his Mom, got in touch with his Grandpa and got him home safely. He kept saying with very sincere gratitude, "Thank you so much for stopping."

I am in awe at the seemingly insignificant things that the Lord set in motion so much earlier in my day that sent me in that particular direction b/c he knew that one of his beloved children would be lost and would need the help. It is evidence to me of our Heavenly Father and Savior, Jesus Christs love for each and every one of us. Great or small...

He was one little boy on a bike in the middle of nowhere on a back country road. He was led...and I was led. Unspoken prayers I have in my heart were answered as well...

...I had an impression I should clear out the back of my car before I left my house and didn't do it. We were still able to fit the bike in the car, but it was a much tighter fit and caused a broken leg or two on my antique high chair which is a comparatively small price to teach me to the importance of listening to my promptings.

Kinda cool...

1 comment:

tammy said...

What a neat story.It made me cry. I hope when I or one of my loved ones need help, someone listens to those promptings like you did. I love you.