29.11.2018.
The day starts with God as its agenda. Surrendering all to Him as the master planner. My son school teachers are called in for an emergency meeting and the kids are to be released at midday on this particular day. As other kids decide to catch the bus back home or ask the administration/teachers to call their guardian to arrange about their pick up my son decides to first have his lunch.
At this point he has a couple of options to arrange for his pick up. He can wait until when school closes on normal days. He can walk a few classes to his step sisters class who happens to be a teacher in the same school and ask that she call their dad. He can speak to his class teacher and ask that she contacts the parents. He can walk to the administration office and ask that his parents are contacted for them to arrange his pick up. And the very least of options he can walk by the bus stand and pick a bus home that will drop him right outside the house.
3:26 PM. I hear dog growls I sure felt the gate open but the dogs are not barking angrily I know it must be someone familiar to the them otherwise that person would not have passed the gate. I see my son walk in, a thin sweat dropping from his head. He looks dark from the afternoon scorching sun. I get confused and I don't know what questions to ask first. I check my watch to confirm the time then compare with the wall clock. My heart is racing. What might have been the problem. "How did you get home?" I ask. I can't remember hearing the sound of a bus pull up outside. "I walked" he says. He looks serious but something inside me wants this to be a joke. "Why? Don't you have school?" I'm confused I don't know what questions to ask first. "The teachers had an emergency meeting and we had to leave school early" he says.
"So why did you walk?" my voice at this time is at an alarm tone. "Because I couldn't wait until evening and I had used all the money you all gave me today during lunch." I can feel an anger creeping up inside of me. I feel angry because I don't want to imagine that my son walked all the way from school. I don't want to imagine that he used the highway route with all the vehicles swaving past him. I want to pray "Lord please let this be a prank!" never the less I am grateful that he is safely home. As an African mother I take him through all the options that he would have used instead and promise him a beating for choosing a foolish option.
As I quiet myself I ask the Lord what He is trying to say in this situation. And the Holy Spirit starts to speak ... "Many are the times as God's children you have the option of calling to your father in heaven when you don't know what to do. Many are the times that your father is ready and willing to come to your rescue. If you a mere human being love your son so much not to want him going through all the suffering what do you think of your heavenly father? If you a mere human being feel bad when you realize the trouble your son went through in the scorching sun and the dangers of walking next to a high way how much so do you think your heavenly father feels every time you make foolish decisions that cost you so much and give you so much trouble which all you could have done is call on Him and He would have come to your rescue? Psalm 37:23 The steps of a [good and righteous] man are directed and established by the Lord, And He delights in his way [and blesses his path]."
Also I'm reminded of the parable of the unbeliving judge in Luke 18 who did not fear God and had no respect for man...because of the poor widows consistency the judge had to give the poor widow justice and legal protection from her adversaries. Then a question is asked from verse 7 to 8 "Will not [our just] God defend and avenge His elect [His chosen ones] who cry out to Him day and night? Will He delay [in providing justice] on their behalf? I tell you that He will defend and avenge them quickly. However, when the Son of Man comes, will He find [this kind of persistent] faith on the earth?"...
At this point I humble myself before the Lord. The message is home and clear. And He will use anyone or anything to speak to us. God is only a call away. At times you don't even have to speak many words. At times all you have to do is say ... Lord I truly need you right now ... Or I need your help Jesus. Walking on our own wisdom only makes us suffer even the more. Although we might end up in the destination we would have wanted it might have to cost us more pain. More strength. And more suffering.
The day starts with God as its agenda. Surrendering all to Him as the master planner. My son school teachers are called in for an emergency meeting and the kids are to be released at midday on this particular day. As other kids decide to catch the bus back home or ask the administration/teachers to call their guardian to arrange about their pick up my son decides to first have his lunch.
At this point he has a couple of options to arrange for his pick up. He can wait until when school closes on normal days. He can walk a few classes to his step sisters class who happens to be a teacher in the same school and ask that she call their dad. He can speak to his class teacher and ask that she contacts the parents. He can walk to the administration office and ask that his parents are contacted for them to arrange his pick up. And the very least of options he can walk by the bus stand and pick a bus home that will drop him right outside the house.
3:26 PM. I hear dog growls I sure felt the gate open but the dogs are not barking angrily I know it must be someone familiar to the them otherwise that person would not have passed the gate. I see my son walk in, a thin sweat dropping from his head. He looks dark from the afternoon scorching sun. I get confused and I don't know what questions to ask first. I check my watch to confirm the time then compare with the wall clock. My heart is racing. What might have been the problem. "How did you get home?" I ask. I can't remember hearing the sound of a bus pull up outside. "I walked" he says. He looks serious but something inside me wants this to be a joke. "Why? Don't you have school?" I'm confused I don't know what questions to ask first. "The teachers had an emergency meeting and we had to leave school early" he says.
"So why did you walk?" my voice at this time is at an alarm tone. "Because I couldn't wait until evening and I had used all the money you all gave me today during lunch." I can feel an anger creeping up inside of me. I feel angry because I don't want to imagine that my son walked all the way from school. I don't want to imagine that he used the highway route with all the vehicles swaving past him. I want to pray "Lord please let this be a prank!" never the less I am grateful that he is safely home. As an African mother I take him through all the options that he would have used instead and promise him a beating for choosing a foolish option.
As I quiet myself I ask the Lord what He is trying to say in this situation. And the Holy Spirit starts to speak ... "Many are the times as God's children you have the option of calling to your father in heaven when you don't know what to do. Many are the times that your father is ready and willing to come to your rescue. If you a mere human being love your son so much not to want him going through all the suffering what do you think of your heavenly father? If you a mere human being feel bad when you realize the trouble your son went through in the scorching sun and the dangers of walking next to a high way how much so do you think your heavenly father feels every time you make foolish decisions that cost you so much and give you so much trouble which all you could have done is call on Him and He would have come to your rescue? Psalm 37:23 The steps of a [good and righteous] man are directed and established by the Lord, And He delights in his way [and blesses his path]."
Also I'm reminded of the parable of the unbeliving judge in Luke 18 who did not fear God and had no respect for man...because of the poor widows consistency the judge had to give the poor widow justice and legal protection from her adversaries. Then a question is asked from verse 7 to 8 "Will not [our just] God defend and avenge His elect [His chosen ones] who cry out to Him day and night? Will He delay [in providing justice] on their behalf? I tell you that He will defend and avenge them quickly. However, when the Son of Man comes, will He find [this kind of persistent] faith on the earth?"...
At this point I humble myself before the Lord. The message is home and clear. And He will use anyone or anything to speak to us. God is only a call away. At times you don't even have to speak many words. At times all you have to do is say ... Lord I truly need you right now ... Or I need your help Jesus. Walking on our own wisdom only makes us suffer even the more. Although we might end up in the destination we would have wanted it might have to cost us more pain. More strength. And more suffering.
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