“For in Him we live and move and exist.” – Acts 17:28
Being pregnant, bathroom stops are frequent and unavoidable. I was on a work errand that was further away than I expected, and when I finally exited the interstate, I knew I had to find a pit stop fast. I kept looking at different gas stations, but for some reason, none of them seemed appealing. Honestly, there wasn’t a legitimate reason, each one looked nice. I just found myself continuing to drive, looking for something different. When I saw a Chick-fil-a in sight I figured I could probably use some fruit and a water along with the bathroom break. I stopped and immediately made my way to the restroom.
Walking in, I noticed two workers standing outside the stalls talking. I apologized as I rushed by them, slightly bumping into one. As I was in there, I heard one asking if the other was ok and explaining to her that she looked really pale. I could hear the concern and panic in her voice as she asked a question that stopped me in my tracks: “How far along are you?” My mind immediately went from viewing a young sick girl at work that just needed to go home, to a young pregnant girl that might be having some major complications. The manager then decided to call for an ambulance because the expectant mother could no longer walk and was extremely nauseous.
My mind immediately went from viewing a young sick girl at work that just needed to go home, to a young pregnant girl that might be having some major complications.
As I washed my hands, the manager was talking to the 911 operator, explaining everything that was wrong. I was admittedly taking my time to try to think of ways I could help. As I began to leave I turned to the girls and asked if they wanted some water as I made my way to the door. She quickly shook her head no as her hands began to shake. I walked out of the bathroom asking God what I could do. I felt helpless as she sat on the bathroom floor clearly in a panicked state. This young girl, that had to be close to my younger brother’s age, was pregnant and as far along as I was. My heart wanted to do something, but what could I do?
That is when I heard His voice loud and clear say, “Go pray over her.”
I stood in line, ordered my fruit and water, and contemplated whether or not I was going to go back in. I know that I heard correctly, but was that just my thoughts, or was that a command from the Most High?
We can either be bold and act on His guidance, or we can blame it on our thoughts and make up an excuse as to why we don’t want to do what He is asking of us.
In those moments when we hear Him speaking, asking us to be His ambassadors on His behalf, we have two options. We can either be bold and act on His guidance, or we can blame it on our thoughts and make up an excuse as to why we don’t want to do what He is asking of us. If I’m being honest, I usually make up more excuses rather than boldly walking where He leads. I’m a shy person, not typically doing things to go out of my way to make myself known. But that doesn’t mean I’m not supposed to make HIM known.
After ordering, I made my way back to the restroom to find that the young girl was physically shaking and crying while saying over and over what would happen to her baby. I explained to the young girl, thinking they probably found it weird that I happened to be back, that I couldn’t get her off of my mind. I asked if it would be ok to pray with her as I told her that I have a little boy on the way and that I’m about as far along as she is. As I prayed, she seemed to calm down a little and have a little more peace. I stayed for a little while and then went on my way to finish my errands.
I’m a shy person, not typically doing things to go out of my way to make myself known. But that doesn’t mean I’m not supposed to make HIM known.
I cried the rest of the way to where I was going. I couldn’t imagine the fear and worry she must be feeling and wished there was more that I could do. I didn’t know if she was a believer. I didn’t know if she would be ok. I didn’t know if her baby would live. I just cried knowing that I would be just as devastated if the roles were reversed.
As I finished my errands and continued to pray for her, God revealed something important to me. I was so focused on wishing I could help, that I couldn’t see how detailed my God is. He strategically put me in that place and time so that I could be used to make known His presence. He could have chosen ANYONE (and I really do mean that), but on that rainy Friday, He chose me. The one who is 4 months pregnant. The one who also has a little boy growing inside of her. The one who just had to use the bathroom as soon as possible and happened to be a little hungry as well. He didn’t have to orchestrate things so perfectly, but He did. And I didn’t have to respond to Him, but I did. And that is where His power is revealed.
He didn’t have to orchestrate things so perfectly, but He did. And I didn’t have to respond to Him, but I did. And that is where His power is revealed.
Even if I hadn’t obeyed Him, He could have still worked just as effectively. We should never think of ourselves as great just because we obeyed. That is like taking credit for someone else’s work. We should think of ourselves as His instruments, used in making His name known to a dark and hurting world in moments of happiness, uncertainty and pain. He reminded me of the verse in Luke when the crowds around Jesus began praising Him. The Pharisees thought it was wrong and began telling Him to rebuke them for their words. His response has always been mind blowing to me…
“He replied, ‘If they kept quiet, the stones along the road would burst into cheers!’” – Luke 19:40
God doesn’t need me. I need Him. He chooses to use me as I respond, and that is more humbling than I can ever explain. He takes us…dirty, sinful and struggling people and calls us to Himself and to great and mighty things.
When we respond to Him, we are bound to have some amazing adventures that humble us and bring us to Him. As we walk with Him and learn to surrender to His Will, we fully live, He teaches us when to move, and then we find life more abundantly.