|The white building right in front of the black cloud is my husband's work.|
After we met the teacher, we had some errands to run and I found myself tied up in traffic after taking a wrong turn, as the interstate was completely shut down. It took me over an hour to go from one side of Fort Mill to the other. As we sat in traffic, the girls and I prayed for these people and realized that sitting in traffic, together, was a blessing compared to what the families of these victims were going through.
I admit, I was tempted to get a little irritable as we had an appointment to be somewhere, but my eleven year old daughter said "Mom, you know God has a reason for having us sit in this traffic. I just know it." I was so touched by her lack of irritation, her complete trust and her child-like faith that God had a plan. It immediately pulled me back into reality and helped me not to think about my own inconveniences while I knew others were suffering at that moment. Perspective is a beautiful thing.
Sometimes I wonder if what I teach my children about God is sinking in. Are they listening? Do they get it? And times like yesterday show me that, indeed, they are listening. And they do get it. And they can be used by God to remind me of the truths of His Word when I get tempted to forget and fret.
I found out today that the two women in the car the tanker truck hit were rescued just before the tanker exploded by some strangers who immediately sprang into action once the accident happened. They pulled the ladies out of the car and the ladies were both treated and released from the hospital. Amazing. Strangers on a road, risking it all to save the lives of these two women! Sounds like someone else was listening to what Mom and Dad told them, too.
People are listening. People do get it. In a world where it seems nobody's listening to what is right at times, we are given sweet reminders of God's grace and mercy, even in some of the most disastrous situations. Hope springs eternal!