And I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Son may bring glory to the Father. You may ask me for anything in my name, and I will do it. John 14:13-14 (NIV)
Youngest son has a good friend, T., whose fiancé is in the army found out yesterday that he leaves Saturday for Haiti. T. impulsively decided to fly to North Carolina to see him before he leaves. Youngest son agreed to take her to the airport. They left about 9:00 last night, but called us from the airport to ask us to go on line and find a flight for her. She left home without booking a flight! Husband and I went to our computers and frantically searched for a flight that would take her to a small town in North Carolina with the fewest stops. The first one we could find left this morning at 5:30, so they came back to our house for a few hours to wait out the time. Upon their arrival, she immediately went to youngest son’s computer to transfer money on line from her savings to her checking account so she could pay for her ticket, but her bank had a limit on the amount she could transfer at one time. T. assured me that she had it figured out so I went to bed. When I got up at 6:30 this morning, I expected youngest son to be back home from his second trip to the airport. He wasn’t, so I called him. They were sitting in a parking lot of her bank waiting for it to open because she never got her money transferred. She had missed booking the 5:30 flight and could not get a ticket for another one until she got her money from the bank. At that point, I was heartsick and feeling so sorry for her. She is a sweet girl, but in her youth and innocence she made some poor choices. It should have been so easy to get to North Carolina, but nothing was going right for her. If only I had known her difficulty earlier, I could have given her the cash until she could repay me. She could have made her 5:30 flight and been with her boyfriend by 9:00 this morning. Instead, T. and youngest son were asleep in the car in front of the bank waiting for it to open. I so wished I had asked more questions and figured out she had a need. Or if only she had asked me for advice and help. But, she and youngest son thought they could handle it all on their own. As I shook my head at their situation, I couldn’t help but think of how many times I have insisted on doing things my own way without admitting I needed help. Whether asking for support from my friends, or even better, turning in prayer to God. It should have been so easy for T. to ask us for help. It should be so easy for me to do the same with God Who knows exactly what I need even before I do. Yet, that is not always my first response. Is it yours?