This small-town girl is learning to navigate in a big-town world. Back home in Georgia, I could get anywhere in 5 minutes-church, the grocery store, school, work, Walmart. Now getting from my drive to the interstate takes more than 5 minutes.
When I was growing up, there was no Walmart. If we wanted to shop big, we had to go to big-town Augusta or Macon. Compared to Nashville, those cities are small-town. My mama knew no fear. If she woke up and "needed to get away," she'd fill the tank with gas and head to Atlanta on a whim. Getting on and off the interstate would send my gut into spasms. I've heard her pray many times, "Lord, make a hole in the traffic." To my amazement, He always did. Why is it that we are amazed when God does the "anything we ask in His name?"
Since living in Big-City Nashville, I've prayed that prayer many times. "Lord, make a hole in the traffic." He's done it every time. When I'm now merging, I go ahead and say, "Lord, thank you for making a hole in the traffic." As I was coming home from work a few evenings ago, I had to wait for a semi to pass before I could merge. The enemy whispered, "Uh-huh, He didn't do it this time." To which I responded, "Oh, yes He did. I just had to wait a little longer."
In my instant small-town mind, I've needed to learn that sometimes God says go, sometimes He says wait. But always, He makes a way. He'll either say, "The path is clear," or He'll say "Slow down something's coming." I'm learning to listen.
My little girl is having a hard time learning to wait. She's had instant-mommy and daddy for 4 years. Bless her. This little man is rocking her world. Waiting, it's a lesson we must learn early.
When I was growing up, there was no Walmart. If we wanted to shop big, we had to go to big-town Augusta or Macon. Compared to Nashville, those cities are small-town. My mama knew no fear. If she woke up and "needed to get away," she'd fill the tank with gas and head to Atlanta on a whim. Getting on and off the interstate would send my gut into spasms. I've heard her pray many times, "Lord, make a hole in the traffic." To my amazement, He always did. Why is it that we are amazed when God does the "anything we ask in His name?"
Since living in Big-City Nashville, I've prayed that prayer many times. "Lord, make a hole in the traffic." He's done it every time. When I'm now merging, I go ahead and say, "Lord, thank you for making a hole in the traffic." As I was coming home from work a few evenings ago, I had to wait for a semi to pass before I could merge. The enemy whispered, "Uh-huh, He didn't do it this time." To which I responded, "Oh, yes He did. I just had to wait a little longer."
In my instant small-town mind, I've needed to learn that sometimes God says go, sometimes He says wait. But always, He makes a way. He'll either say, "The path is clear," or He'll say "Slow down something's coming." I'm learning to listen.
My little girl is having a hard time learning to wait. She's had instant-mommy and daddy for 4 years. Bless her. This little man is rocking her world. Waiting, it's a lesson we must learn early.
Those pictures....they are heart melters!! Bless that sweet girl. It’s an adjustment for sure.
ReplyDeleteGod bless you, my friend. I pray for wisdom and clarity as you navigate this season. Sending you a hug....and a Merry Christmas!