We are busy. All 5 of us. It doesn't seem so crazy until we have a moment to breathe and are standing there like "What just happened??" A constant stream of school, work, study, repeat. Not that I am complaining. Just like anything, you put one foot in front of the other and git-er-done! But it catches up every now and again.
This week brought big change in a blink of an eye. Let me just say that God answered deep, longing prayers for my family. He brought home that which was lost and restored a sense of whole again. The best parts are the ones that took place behind the scenes. I've said before that it shouldn't be a big fat surprise when God does grand things. He is after all, God. While praying for the return of that which was lost, I asked that God would place Christians all around and in the way. In my mind that looked like the obvious things...friends, co-workers, church members. But that is not at all how it happened. It was through a stranger that took a shine to the lost one and prayed. I never would have known about this except that the story was shared with me today because their paths crossed while each was on an errand of their own. The two talked and shared current news. The stranger said that she had been praying every day for some time. She had been speaking into the life of that which was lost for months and it culminated today in a prayer, right there at the bank, at a time of need. I love my family so much, every single one. I am fiercely protective. To a fault. When you wrong them, I have to pray REALLY hard for grace. But when you love on them, especially in a way that matters for eternity, you have won a place in my heart. For this stranger, I thank my creative, loving and faithful God. May He bless her socks off and may he raise up others like her to pray for her in whatever way she may need. And may it start with me.
