I just got home from MOCHA (mom's group) and a great lunch with Danielle, Laura and my new friend Jen. We had a crazy time at McCallister's...as usual...Owen was pouring the salt out on everything, Beckett couldn't stay in his seat, and Evie was busy eating sugar packets...all in a day's work! funny thing-the last time I was there with some other mama's (we had 9 kids under 4 and 2 pregnant moms) an older gentleman mentioned what a great place this was to have a birthday party and that he never would have thought of having it here---then I informed him, "No, sir, this isn't a birthday party, we are just having lunch!" WHAT A SITE!
As I pulled out of the parking lot and stopped at the red light, I noticed a young lady walking down the street carrying an infant carrier with a 4-year-old little boy in tow. There was no bus stop nearby, so I wondered how long she had been walking and where she was headed. In that moment, I thought, she needs a ride. Was it the Holy Spirit prompting or just my empathy and pity making itself known? I thought of my good friend Rose, who shared a testimony of listening to the Holy Spirit and ACTING in OBEDIENCE when called. She had picked up a sweet lady in the rain a few weeks ago after hearing clearly from the Lord to do so. What followed was a lesson in hearing from Him, trusting and obeying.
As the light turned green and I proceeded to turn left onto the very busy Newberry Road, I had several excuses flow through my mind:
-What if she says no??
-What if someone rear ends me as I stop?
-What if she doesn't fit? (my front seat was full, so was the floorboard...and unless your behind is 4 inches wide, you aren't fitting in MY backseat!!)
Before I knew it, I was upon her, I rolled down my window and asked if she needed a ride. She said YES! just up the street to North Florida. She piled in as I threw bags and books into the backseat. How she fit with the carrier and boy in her lap is beyond me still. She was headed to the hospital to pick up her sister's new baby. She didn't have a stroller and was waiting to get her car fixed.
She was with me for less than 2 minutes. Nothing miraculous unfolded. But as I drove off, I thought of how long it would have taken her to get to her destination if she would have kept going on foot (and how tired she would have been when she arrived).
I wasn't a hero. But I acted. How many times have I been in a situation that needed a quick response and failed to act? What blessings did I miss out on? Who could God have used me to bless?
I am posting this not to puff myself up, but to encourage everyone not only to listen, but to ACT.
So my sweet friends, pay it forward...
As I pulled out of the parking lot and stopped at the red light, I noticed a young lady walking down the street carrying an infant carrier with a 4-year-old little boy in tow. There was no bus stop nearby, so I wondered how long she had been walking and where she was headed. In that moment, I thought, she needs a ride. Was it the Holy Spirit prompting or just my empathy and pity making itself known? I thought of my good friend Rose, who shared a testimony of listening to the Holy Spirit and ACTING in OBEDIENCE when called. She had picked up a sweet lady in the rain a few weeks ago after hearing clearly from the Lord to do so. What followed was a lesson in hearing from Him, trusting and obeying.
As the light turned green and I proceeded to turn left onto the very busy Newberry Road, I had several excuses flow through my mind:
-What if she says no??
-What if someone rear ends me as I stop?
-What if she doesn't fit? (my front seat was full, so was the floorboard...and unless your behind is 4 inches wide, you aren't fitting in MY backseat!!)
Before I knew it, I was upon her, I rolled down my window and asked if she needed a ride. She said YES! just up the street to North Florida. She piled in as I threw bags and books into the backseat. How she fit with the carrier and boy in her lap is beyond me still. She was headed to the hospital to pick up her sister's new baby. She didn't have a stroller and was waiting to get her car fixed.
She was with me for less than 2 minutes. Nothing miraculous unfolded. But as I drove off, I thought of how long it would have taken her to get to her destination if she would have kept going on foot (and how tired she would have been when she arrived).
I wasn't a hero. But I acted. How many times have I been in a situation that needed a quick response and failed to act? What blessings did I miss out on? Who could God have used me to bless?
I am posting this not to puff myself up, but to encourage everyone not only to listen, but to ACT.
So my sweet friends, pay it forward...
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Ah, Kristy... isn't God grand?! Love ya!
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