Last week was one of THOSE weeks. To give you a sampling, my firstborn caught influenza A two days prior to my departure for a work trip to North Carolina. Of course, our resident celebrity/socialite Olivia was selected to be Star Student of the week (which requires various extras like making an all-about-me poster, toting favorite books and toys to school, etc) and I had a week chalk full of training. I realized that I was not handling the organized chaos as gracefully as I should when last Sunday evening, a very sick Owen had an accident on my new leather couch…my raw cowhide leather couch. My, eat-on-this -sofa-and-die leather couch. This incident catapulted me into a bit of a fit…not with Owen, but with Steve. It was the proverbial straw we reference that breaks said camel’s back. In this case, the camel was crushed and I cried for two hours about everything from work stress to kid crisis to exhaustion to homesickness to…I won’t even.
The next day I pulled it together, hopped a flight to Raleigh, prayed for a miraculous evaporation of pee, and an expedient refueling to my personal tank of sanity. As it turns out, the couch recovered and so did I. The family survived 3 days without me and when I returned I felt far more equipped to serve my family. Amazing what 2 nights in a hotel, alone with God, a couple of uplifting books and some prayer will do.
By Friday, I’d forgotten all the whining I’d done to God about bringing me relief. I’d recovered from the stain (which, I feel personally adds to the sofa’s fine patina), and caught up sleep. But God had not forgotten about me. He’d not forgotten about the admission of loneliness …the homesickness…the exhaustion…the need for reprieve. And around 2:00 I received a very unexpected phone call.
One of my very best friends had landed in Denver for work. She would be staying the night and wanted to go to dinner. As you can imagine it took me .5 seconds to accept the invitation, for what would be wonderful time being silly and catching up on all of life’s craziness. Godwinks like these, remind me that He knows exactly what I need and He’s always on time.
He goes to great extremes to speak to our hearts in times of discouragement and struggle….even if it means flying your friend all the way from the east coast.
And my star student…