This morning was probably one of the worse mornings to try to get out the door that my son and I have EVER had. Foxie, bless her heart, got sick and held me up … then she got out as we were trying to leave. She NEVER tries to get out because she knows we leave every morning. In the process of trying to get her to re-enter the house, our cat got in. Christopher had to run around the house trying to catch Tiger Girl and get her back outside. As we were going out the door, my son spilled his hot chocolate on the floor. I told him to go ahead and I would clean it up. So back into the house to clean up the mess.
We finally made it to the car and as we were getting in, my son again spilled hot chocolate all over his pants. At this point, it was like a light went off. I flew up my hands and said, “Enough, Satan. Get behind me in the name of Jesus Christ.” I was standing firm on James 4:7 knowing that if I resisted the devil then he would flee. Christopher and I simply broke out laughing. It was crazy. We were not even running late this morning or rushed. I got up at 5:00 so we had plenty of time. It just seemed that every time we made an attempt to get out of the house something crazy would happen.
My son did not change his pants. The BIG stain was around the knee and upper thigh so we decided that when someone said something about it today, he would simply say, “Oh yeah, I peed on myself.” They would have to laugh and know this not to be true because of the stain location. It was a way for me to get my son to laugh and learn to laugh at himself.
We continued on down the road and turned onto the back road that I take when dropping him off at school in the mornings. It cuts a lot of miles off my travel time. We got about a mile down the road when we saw the flashing lights. Something had happened and it was serious enough to close off the road, so we had to turn around and go the long way which would make me late for work and him late for school, which he DETESTS!. This on top of everything else made me ponder another thought. I said, “Son, was it the devil tripping us up this morning or God delaying us for our protection?” If we had left on schedule we probably would have been wrapped up in whatever was happening. It was at this point that we decided to praise God and thank Him for the trying morning we had.
We will never know for certain why things occurred this morning as they did, but I choose to believe that God’s hand was all over it. It was something for my son to ponder also. We prayed for the situation that was occurring, which was difficult since we did not know what had happened. We simply prayed for God’s mercy in the situation and that His glory would be revealed.
Next time you are rushing around thinking the devil is attacking you on all fronts, pause and see whether God could be delaying you?
We finally made it to the car and as we were getting in, my son again spilled hot chocolate all over his pants. At this point, it was like a light went off. I flew up my hands and said, “Enough, Satan. Get behind me in the name of Jesus Christ.” I was standing firm on James 4:7 knowing that if I resisted the devil then he would flee. Christopher and I simply broke out laughing. It was crazy. We were not even running late this morning or rushed. I got up at 5:00 so we had plenty of time. It just seemed that every time we made an attempt to get out of the house something crazy would happen.
My son did not change his pants. The BIG stain was around the knee and upper thigh so we decided that when someone said something about it today, he would simply say, “Oh yeah, I peed on myself.” They would have to laugh and know this not to be true because of the stain location. It was a way for me to get my son to laugh and learn to laugh at himself.
We continued on down the road and turned onto the back road that I take when dropping him off at school in the mornings. It cuts a lot of miles off my travel time. We got about a mile down the road when we saw the flashing lights. Something had happened and it was serious enough to close off the road, so we had to turn around and go the long way which would make me late for work and him late for school, which he DETESTS!. This on top of everything else made me ponder another thought. I said, “Son, was it the devil tripping us up this morning or God delaying us for our protection?” If we had left on schedule we probably would have been wrapped up in whatever was happening. It was at this point that we decided to praise God and thank Him for the trying morning we had.
We will never know for certain why things occurred this morning as they did, but I choose to believe that God’s hand was all over it. It was something for my son to ponder also. We prayed for the situation that was occurring, which was difficult since we did not know what had happened. We simply prayed for God’s mercy in the situation and that His glory would be revealed.
Next time you are rushing around thinking the devil is attacking you on all fronts, pause and see whether God could be delaying you?
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