I’ve been asking God to interrupt me. I want Him to use me for His purposes. My to-do list can get long and I need Him to stop me when I miss Him working simply because slowing down isn’t on my list.
Today started with a small interruption.
One child misses the bus. She just can’t pull it together in the morning. A missing shoe, hairbrush or backpack always seem to slow her down. Even if these items are in a neat pile at the foot of her bed as she sleeps, they seem to migrate to hiding places around the house as she gets dressed. As I was explaining to her that the ride I provide is on a bright yellow bus that stops for about thirty seconds at 7:45 each morning at the corner. If she misses my ride, she has a responsibility to get to school.
I am outlining her choices for her. She can walk but probably not today since she’s not yet sure of the way. She can beg her daddy to drop her on his way to work. She can come up with her own solution.
Before she can start begging her daddy this morning, the phone rings. Hunter has gone straight to the nurse’s office with an allergic reaction. I am needed at the school and can they give him some Benedryl.
I arrive at the school. The principal meets me at the door. He must go to the emergency room right away. He’s in anaphylactic shock. Think Hitch Eyes—swollen shut. Lips—four times normal size. Breathing—wheezy. Nose—runny.
The principal drives us to the doctor. We wait. As we wait the Benedryl begins to kick in and the swelling decreases. He still looks bad. The doctor gives him a steroid shot and we finally make it home a little after noon.
I’ve been praying for God to interrupt me, redirect me, use me. My day has been totally rearranged, from teaching responsibility to one child to nursing another back to health.
Maybe my day hasn’t been interrupted as much as prioritized by God Himself. I may not get the errands run, the workout completed or plans made but I smile when I realize all He wants me to do today is mother these sweet blessings. They won't be little forever, you know.
Don't you see that children are God's best gift?
the fruit of the womb his generous legacy? Psalm 127:3 The Msg
How has God interrupted you and redirected your steps lately?