The younger kids and I were supposed to leave for a weekend retreat today. I was a little worried about making the trip without Russ. I’m not sure why; I’ve made this trip many times before. But I’m coming off of a hard stretch and I don’t feel quite as strong and confident as usual. Despite that, we made plans to go because I was certain that once we arrived, the smiles on my kids’ faces would make it all worth it. The super extra blessing was that we were going to spend Sunday with Isaiah, and even see him lead worship that morning.
Monday morning came and the sun was shining – it was going to be a good week. I was ready. We would pack early, folding laundry and putting it in backpacks before it got mixed into the disorganized dresser drawers.
Wednesday my car died as I was driving. I managed to pull off the highway and into a parking lot, and as I did, I immediately wondered what I would do if this happened when I was driving 70 mph with my children and couldn’t get to a safe spot on the shoulder.
But a broken down car was not going to deter me. I checked prices for renting a car for the weekend, and quickly realized that it would make the trip way out of my price range. There were options, including borrowing a friend’s car, but I wasn’t sure if that was the best plan.
I woke up early Thursday morning running all of this through my mind. I thought and thought, then I prayed, “Lord I know that a broken down car should probably be enough of a message to make me realize I shouldn’t go, but maybe this is just an obstacle I have to overcome. If I’m really not meant to go, please make it very clear to me. I really don’t want to disappoint my kids. Amen.”
Thirty minutes later, Eby was vomiting.
It wasn’t funny, but I had to laugh. God knows I’m a bit dense sometimes. I laughed again when my friend, Signe, told me that sometimes He has to point me to the big E at the top of the chart. In my effort to make the right decisions, there are days when I need loud and clear direction.
And if you’re wondering, I did use the 10-10-10 rule, and it pointed me to staying home too.
What does your weekend hold? I would love to hear from you.
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