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Sunday, 01 April 2007 00:00 |
Sometimes, you find God in the most interesting places.We are a blended family. Two of the kids live with me and my husband and one lives with his mother in Gainesville. Last month, unforeseen circumstances caused me to have to drive over an hour and a half to meet for the “Sunday night drop off” instead of the customary half hour drive. I was so angry that I had to take the extra time and more than triple the distance I had to travel. There were plenty other things I could have been doing with my time that evening.
On the way back, my son started talking to me about God. He’s 9 and loves to evangelize in school. Sometimes, he’ll bring his bible to school and read the story of Daniel to some of the kids on the bus. He tapes his favorite bible verses to the side of his desk in school and reads them to his teacher. His raw boldness is something I strive for. He was giving me an update about a boy in his class he has been evangelizing to and then he asked me, “what if he never believes?” I told my son that it is his job to plant the seed, God will do the rest. Maybe when this boy is a grown-up, he’ll think back and remember that kid in 4th grade that never gave up. This brought tears to my son’s eyes. It broke my heart to see him so emotional about this, but at the same time I praised God for giving him the gifts of evangelism and compassion that I will never know.
I was then explaining about how we are called to be set apart. We are supposed to look different, act different, talk different. Then, out of no where, from the back seat, my 15 year old daughter began talking about the topics that she learns about in her teen meetings. I never thought she was paying attention, but she was. She was telling him how much easier it is that he is grounded in his faith in elementary school because to do so in middle school and high school is so hard.
They talked about this for a while, then my son said the most amazing thing to me. He said, “Did you know, that if you look long enough, you can almost always see the hand of God in the clouds?” I was floored. I almost had to pull over the tears were clouding my vision.We blasted music the rest of the way home and I took a few moments to thank God for my children and the lessons they teach me every day. They really get it. They know their God and aren’t afraid to talk about Him. It is a wonderful feeling to know that my children are saved by grace and that God is working through them.
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