I was having an amazingly wonderful day on Friday.
In fact, in the interest of full disclosure, I must tell you that I was still in my red, comfy pajamas at 3:00 in the afternoon.
And I was actually feeling quite sad that I was going to have to put on jeans to go to the bus.
Then I got the phone call.
My dear friend, who shall remain nameless in case she wouldn’t want me broadcasting this story :), called, more panic-y than I’ve ever heard her, telling me she had somehow double-booked herself to speak that night at two separate women’s retreats.
And she needs to know…
WOULD I BE WILLING TO FILL IN FOR HER AT ONE OF THE RETREATS????
But will I have to get out of my pajamas?
And of course, more importantly, do I have anything to share with these ladies?
So, I showered.
I felt nervous.
I ate a big meal.
I still felt nervous and now quite ill because of the big meal.
I spoke some truth.
God gets all the credit.
I came home.
And then I thought…What in the world just happened?!?!
And the only answer I could really give myself is this…I was available.
I have told the Lord over and over again, “I will do what you need me to do. I will go where you need me to go. Here am I. Send me.” (Isaiah 6)
And, sure, it’s really nice when God gives me lots of warning for what He wants me to do. But I’m thinking that I miss a lot of God-ordained opportunities when I say no just because it’s inconvenient for me or it doesn’t look the way I want it to look.
This time I am really glad that I said yes.
It gave God the opportunity to show Himself off in my weakness.
And it gave me the opportunity to get out of my pajamas.