I do not usually prefer putting the following type of posts in my blog for fear of appearing holier than thou, but I just want to write this one as an outpouring of God's grace and answered prayer.
Yes, God is interested in the tiny details as well in our lives. Nothing is too big or too small for the Lord we serve.
When you pray to God to give you patience, he does not give you patience instead he gives you an opportunity to be patient. Many times I have caught myself singing blithely at the top of my voice in the car "Oh Lord make me more like you."
Really? Do I take subtle teachable opportunities that He provides or am I too busy wondering who or what can be blamed that I totally miss the window?
This is what happened today.
Hubby had just returned from Canada and the night before he traveled, he just had 2 hrs of sleep due to work (He works out of home). I picked him up from the airport and we had to go straight to get our vaccinations. And after that we were supposed to go get X-rays done, but due to an extended conference call (while waiting in the car), we could not get it done.
It got postponed to today morning 10:30am and we decided that hubby would drive me to work and he would go on from there (we have only one car). We got up today morning and he asked me if it is okay I go a little late to work since he had some work to finish before we left and he said we could leave at 9:15am so I would only be half an hour late. I called my boss and left a message saying that I would be late by half hour.
9:15 became 9:30 and it became close to 9:45. I started getting nervous because I was getting even more late. Finally we got out of the house, and covered about quarter of a way. He then suddenly remembered that he hadn't got the paper that he needed for his X-ray. So we drove all the way back to the house and I was getting really mad by that time.
When we were on our way back, R was telling me that he was three deadlines to meet today and his difficulties with his current PM. I prayed right there in my heart with my eyes open "I am angry, but please Lord give me grace to defuse the situation and if it is your will, help R to deal with all the issues at work." And hubby looked at me and said "I am really sorry, sweetie for making you late."
I looked at him and saw his brow creased with the stress. I knew he was trying to balance all of it best as he could. I knew he felt bad he let me down. I also knew that if I reproached him by saying "Well, you could have woken up when I did and finished your work on time, then we wouldn't be late" and followed it up by a histrionic sigh, he probably would have just said sorry again and nothing more.
Instead I just held his one hand and said It is alright and meant it. With the other I massaged his neck. He knew that there would be no more reproaches and guilt trips. I turned over my moment of weakness to the Lord and he turned it into an opportunity for grace.
Yes, God is interested in the tiny details as well in our lives. Nothing is too big or too small for the Lord we serve.
When you pray to God to give you patience, he does not give you patience instead he gives you an opportunity to be patient. Many times I have caught myself singing blithely at the top of my voice in the car "Oh Lord make me more like you."
Really? Do I take subtle teachable opportunities that He provides or am I too busy wondering who or what can be blamed that I totally miss the window?
This is what happened today.
Hubby had just returned from Canada and the night before he traveled, he just had 2 hrs of sleep due to work (He works out of home). I picked him up from the airport and we had to go straight to get our vaccinations. And after that we were supposed to go get X-rays done, but due to an extended conference call (while waiting in the car), we could not get it done.
It got postponed to today morning 10:30am and we decided that hubby would drive me to work and he would go on from there (we have only one car). We got up today morning and he asked me if it is okay I go a little late to work since he had some work to finish before we left and he said we could leave at 9:15am so I would only be half an hour late. I called my boss and left a message saying that I would be late by half hour.
9:15 became 9:30 and it became close to 9:45. I started getting nervous because I was getting even more late. Finally we got out of the house, and covered about quarter of a way. He then suddenly remembered that he hadn't got the paper that he needed for his X-ray. So we drove all the way back to the house and I was getting really mad by that time.
When we were on our way back, R was telling me that he was three deadlines to meet today and his difficulties with his current PM. I prayed right there in my heart with my eyes open "I am angry, but please Lord give me grace to defuse the situation and if it is your will, help R to deal with all the issues at work." And hubby looked at me and said "I am really sorry, sweetie for making you late."
I looked at him and saw his brow creased with the stress. I knew he was trying to balance all of it best as he could. I knew he felt bad he let me down. I also knew that if I reproached him by saying "Well, you could have woken up when I did and finished your work on time, then we wouldn't be late" and followed it up by a histrionic sigh, he probably would have just said sorry again and nothing more.
Instead I just held his one hand and said It is alright and meant it. With the other I massaged his neck. He knew that there would be no more reproaches and guilt trips. I turned over my moment of weakness to the Lord and he turned it into an opportunity for grace.
For HIS strength is made perfect in our weaknesses. (2 Cor 12:9)
1 comment:
I can relate so well to what you describe here. I'm in very, VERY much need for patience too! It's a constant struggle.
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