My moment. My Feeling. Disappointment.
So, my plan was to run 3 miles with the jogging stroller. (If you’ve never run with a jogger…umm ya! Just imagine running without really being able to propel yourself with your arms.) I stretched, got set, hit my Nike+ start button, and I was off! Music pumping, kids snacking. I was rolling. I had a plan.
Maybe I came out the gate a little too ambitious. Maybe I should have picked a different route. Either way, about 1 mile in, I feel that slow down hit. My pace was embarrassing. (I mean, I run with the jogger plenty.) At 2 miles I decided to stop and walk. I was so disappointed in myself. How could I not hit my goal? Then Jace chirps, “Mom, why aren’t we running? Can we still go to the playground?”
Thanks Jace. LOL That is exactly what I need right now. Despite feeling salty, I devised a new plan. I would walk to a cul de sac, park the kids, and run around them. My pace….even worse. At this point I just gave up and walked the kids to the park.
Now, here’s where the story gets good. Here is where I discover that my moment of disappointment was to serve a greater purpose.
Jace starts playing with a boy his age. Me and the mother begin to chat. Casual conversation. The casual conversation coupled with God’s grace (because let’s be honest, his grace is were the good stuff happens.) built trust. A simple question answered truly, deeply, honestly led to a moment of revelation and healing. It led to an opportunity for prayer.
There was no discussion of religion or doctrine. The discussion started with conversation of the comfort of the Holy Spirit. It led to revelation about God’s grace and mercy fresh everyday. The discussion ended with assurance that Christ is a healer who makes all things new.
See how God did that?
I’ll take a failed Jocelynn plan any day, to be part of a successful God plan everyday! I am blessed and honored to continue praying for this family. I believe God is working fervently in their lives.
What’s your moment?