Listen to my cry for help, my King and my God, for to you I pray. In the morning, O LORD, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait in expectation. Psalm 5:2-3 (NIV)
This morning, youngest son and I were supposed to leave the house at 8:00 to go to the community college, register and pay for Fire Academy and get his books. At 5:00, I woke to the sounds of a storm rolling in. By the time we were supposed to leave there was a severe weather warning and rain so thick, I couldn’t see the street in front of our house. Still, I determined to get our to do list accomplished. Except for one small detail. I couldn’t find the card youngest son needed to show the college in order to draw upon his prepaid tuition account. I remembered the card coming and looked for it on Saturday to no avail. My filing system’s not the best. In fact, it’s downright sloppy. I have two thin bins under my bed where I toss all of our bank and insurance statements. I have a canvas bag where I throw all our bills. I ransacked them all and couldn’t find the cards, but no worries. A simple call to the Prepaid people today would get me another card. That’s what I did first thing, but I can’t get a new card for three weeks. However, I could get a statement faxed to me that might work. I don’t have a fax machine here, so sent youngest son to my office to pick up the fax. Just in case they required the card, I turned the house upside down again. I opened drawers I haven’t been inside in weeks. All the time, I was praying frantically. “God, please, help me find that card. Please, You know I need that card. Just show me where it is. Just let me find it.” I looked some more. All the time, youngest son was calling me from my work saying that the fax had not come through. I called Prepaid again and had them send the fax a second time. He waited. I hunted. Turns out the fax machine was broken. I kept praying, but my prayers changed. “I trust you God. If there is some reason that I should not find that card, then, I accept it. Just give me peace.” I did feel calmer, but kept looking. At 9:45, the sun broke through the clouds and at exactly the same moment, I remembered where I had filed the card. I completely forgot that a few months ago, in an effort to be organized, I set up a file box with important papers. Honestly, I am so used to being disorganized, I didn’t even remember it! So, there was the card, the sun was out and we left. I truly believe God was just keeping me off the interstate and out of the storm. Sometimes, we know we are doing the right thing, but the timing is not God’s. It takes patience to wait on His schedule, but when we do, we are rewarded by being in His will and that’s the best place to be.