Conversation

This is a 2 days in one post. It started last night. I came home from work to several of my youth on their way to have a bonfire. Since the fire ban ended, we've been making up for lost time. I was really tired but I know they are about to go back to school soon and they want to hang out as much as possible. Just after I got home, I got a phone call from a friend and by the time I got off the phone, I planned to go sit at the fire for a few minutes and then head to bed. 5am comes really early!

Shortly after I got there, another youth came. I could tell instantly that something was wrong. She looked sad and upset. She hardly said a word for quite awhile. Through their random conversations, she finally started to open up. Before I knew it, she and I had walked away from the rest of the group and she was pouring out her heart to me, sharing her dreams with me, and telling me things she just needed to talk about. It was an amazing conversation with an amazing girl. She has so much potential to use her gifts, her talents, and her pain to help so many people. She has a devotion to God and to serving Him that is to be admired and used as a model to others. Sadly, she is sometimes misunderstood. And, sadly, I don't think she yet realizes her potential, but I see glimmers of hope and confidence in her. Last night, as she shared her dreams for her future, she was excited and I became excited for her.

It was a conversation I couldn't end. She had finally opened up and I wasn't about to close her. So, we stood there, being bit by mosquito's, with the motion light going off and on every few minutes, just talking for 2 hours. I finally realized she was being eaten alive by mosquito's and we went in to get bug spray. By then it was 11:30. She had said all she had to say and we agreed to keep in touch about the conversation. I went to bed hardly able to fall asleep thinking about the past 2 hours, but also anxious to fall asleep since I would have to get up soon.

This morning was not like the last few mornings I've had. Instead, I got up easily. Earlier in the week, I could barely get up because I was so exhausted. As I was rolling out of bed I was calculating when during the day I could come home and take a nap. Today, there was no time for a nap. But, I didn't feel I needed one. My only explanation is this. God knew I needed to be there last night to listen. So, it was as if He had taken care of me this morning because I had taken care of her last night. I don't think we can make deals with God and I don't mean it to sound that way. I mean it to sound as if He made sure to take care of me today.

So, where was God yesterday? He made sure we connected, knowing she needed to talk and I could be there for her. And, where was God today? He took care of me so that I could have a good day even with very little sleep.

Blessings,

Jennifer