Remember the former things of old,
For I am God, and there is no other;
I am God, and there is none like Me,
Declaring the end from the beginning,
And from ancient times things that are not yet done,
Saying, ‘My counsel shall stand,
And I will do all My pleasure,’
Calling a bird of prey from the east,
The man who executes My counsel, from a far country.
Indeed I have spoken it;
I will also bring it to pass.
I have purposed it;
I will also do it.
Are not two sparrows sold for a copper coin? And not one of them falls to the ground apart from your Father’s will.
A couple of weeks ago I was on my way to Starbucks at the Rim, on my way to an offsite work event. My boss had called me to see if I wanted her to get me anything since she was going; I told her that I got a free coffee for each day in January, thanks to the Christmas mug Troy got me, so I would need to get my own. When I pulled into the parking lot, I spied my boss’s car at the front of the line at the drive through, and proceeded to watch her try to get out of her car and go behind it. Thinking she had dropped her Starbucks card or credit card, I walked over to her. But she was going to the car behind hers, as it had jumped the curb and hit the building, and the driver was a man we both worked with! He’d been slumped over in the driver’s seat, and was coming to when she opened the passenger door, not realizing that she knew him until he came to and looked at her. He didn’t recognize her at first. A customer who was a doctor came out of Starbucks, along with the store manager. The doctor attended to our friend in the front seat, and I got into the back seat to be with our friend (we’ll call him Todd), while my boss went to direct traffic out of the drive through lane, as Todd’s car was sitting catawampus, blocking traffic from pulling forward. (We joked later that her strength is logistics, and my strength is compassion.)
As I completed the incident report for Todd, I found out what happened: he had placed his drink order, felt lightheaded as he pulled ahead, and he must have passed out. He didn’t realize that he’d hit the building. An ambulance was called, and I stayed with him as one of the EMTs took his vital signs and asked him questions. He had not had breakfast; he had not had an alcoholic drink in the month of January; his blood sugar and vitals were great. Todd was a 47 year-old marathon runner without an ounce of fat on him—great physical health (some recent challenges to his mental health, though: an acrimonious divorce, his spending the holidays without his teenage daughters because they didn’t want to hang with him, some work challenges, just overall some difficult things to overcome emotionally). The EMT was quite concerned about the fact that Todd didn’t recognize my boss and suggested that he go to the hospital. As they put him in the ambulance, my boss and I popped our heads to get information from him: contact info, where we should have his car towed to, his address, etc. I actually reported his claim so that the insurance could arrange for the tow. My boss called Todd’s brother and made arrangements with him to meet Todd at the hospital.
My boss and I took care of everything for him, all in the course of 30-45 minutes: car towed, police report made, pictures taken, claim report initiated, family contacted. We left for the work event, the enormity of the events of what just happened still whirling around in my head, as I praised and thanked God for what we were able to do for Todd. As I got out of my car, I got a little overwhelmed and weepy, realizing the timing of everything and His hand in it all: his being in line behind my boss, my coming to the scene at the appropriate time, the fact that he’d passed out in line at the drive through and NOT five minutes prior when he’d been on the highway, and a doctor being inside Starbucks. Friends, this was no coincidence. God’s hand was in every aspect of everything, from the route I chose to get to that specific Starbucks, to the fact that for similar work events, I was the one who picked up my boss’s coffee (and her boss’s tea!) but instead it was my boss who did it. I am forever in awe of His amazing presence and power and His working in everything. Everything!
- For the victims of recent shootings and violence at local malls, and for the perpetrators driven by greed, evil, drugs or whatever it is that causes them to be violent
- For our country and its government leaders, at all levels
- For healing of mind and body for those who are on our prayer list, as well as those who aren’t but should be
- For those who have not been to our church in a while—we miss you!
- For us to be open-minded, with hearts and minds wide open, and to be obedient to the will of God
“God works the night shift—not you! Don’t spend another sleepless night trying to figure out your issues. Trust that the Lord is working it out.”
“God doesn’t give the hardest battles to His toughest soldiers; He creates the toughest soldiers through life’s hardest battles.”