Saturday evening I was on the couch and my dear friend Tonya kept coming to mind. Every time I thought about her I would whisper a prayer to my Father for her. She is a great nurse raising seven children of a blended family. At any moment in time I am sure she can use some prayer. She is a great Christian, exuberant in her faith, I call her the Cheerleader for God!.
Her name kept coming to me with more frequency and now an urgency. I wanted to call her, but I knew she was working a twelve hour night shift so I texted her instead letting her know that the Holy Spirit was bringing her to mind and I was praying for her.
Early in the morning she texted me back. Her oldest son had been involved in a car accident that night. He flipped the car four times when he swerved to miss an opossum. Not a scratch, praise God and she thanked me for being obedient to the urging of the Holy Spirit.
How many times a day I wonder, does the Holy Spirit urge us but we overrun the Spirit with our flesh; we are too busy, that is not our usual routine, we don't believe we have the money to do that. We can come up with a variety of excuses to ignore the urging of the Spirit.
When we were in Kentucky, we were not far from the terrible church bus accident that happened. So many testimonies came from that tragedy. One in particular has stayed with me.
This was a father who had lost his teenage daughter. He always stayed home on her birthday and visited her grave with roses. Tomorrow was her sixteenth birthday and he had an important meeting that would put him on the road. He was really torn by this. He awoke the next morning in the hotel room and bought the sixteen roses not really knowing what to do with them. The Holy Spirit was telling him that he should hand them to a young girl that he would be directed to. He wrote the card to his daughter telling her Happy 16th Birthday. He passed several young girls, no, no, no then the Holy Spirit directed him to a young girl that looked haggard and worn. He handed her the roses and told her the Holy Spirit had directed these to her.
She read the card and broke down in tears. She had prayed the night before and told God that if He was real he needed to reveal himself to her tomorrow or she would talk her life. This would be her sixteenth birthday. Needless to say she knew that God had not only revealed himself to her but gave her a beautiful birthday gift.
Little acts of love and kindness never go unnoticed. My favorite quote is one by Mother Teresa, "We can do no great things, but we can do small things with great love."
Listen to the Holy Spirit. Ask to be guided to someone each and every day. You will be amazed. It may mess up your routine, it will probably not be something you would normally do, but God has directed our steps and our destinies way out ahead of us.
Praise God, Be Still and Know that I am God!
Love and Hugs to you all