I have believed since I became a Christian, that everything happens for a reason, I suppose I believed it in quite a shallow way.
Lately I have been thinking about it more, for instance, this evening I was enjoying good fellowship with some ladies from my church at a meeting that doesn't happen all that often, we were discussing really interesting stuff and things that I found useful in my daily life, but then I received a text message from my hubby, my son was ill and asking for me and I had to go home! I was gutted really, I didn't want to leave, but my son needed me so I went home.
On the way home I was sad to have to leave and wondered why my hubby couldn't deal with our son himself! anyway, half way home I walked past a house and someone was coming out, it was a friend who was walking in the same direction, we had a chat, I told her where I had been and why I was going home and she told me where she was going. And we parted company.
When I got home, I was really annoyed to find that my son was fast asleep in his bed, and didn't need me at all! I felt like I had been dragged out of the meeting for no reason! I tried not to show my annoyance to my hubby, but instead thought about why me bumping into my friend could have been significant, because she is someone with who I have been witnessing to and praying for, I guess only God knows.
Do you have any thoughts on this, or experiences that have made you think?
love - Nicky
Lately I have been thinking about it more, for instance, this evening I was enjoying good fellowship with some ladies from my church at a meeting that doesn't happen all that often, we were discussing really interesting stuff and things that I found useful in my daily life, but then I received a text message from my hubby, my son was ill and asking for me and I had to go home! I was gutted really, I didn't want to leave, but my son needed me so I went home.
On the way home I was sad to have to leave and wondered why my hubby couldn't deal with our son himself! anyway, half way home I walked past a house and someone was coming out, it was a friend who was walking in the same direction, we had a chat, I told her where I had been and why I was going home and she told me where she was going. And we parted company.
When I got home, I was really annoyed to find that my son was fast asleep in his bed, and didn't need me at all! I felt like I had been dragged out of the meeting for no reason! I tried not to show my annoyance to my hubby, but instead thought about why me bumping into my friend could have been significant, because she is someone with who I have been witnessing to and praying for, I guess only God knows.
Do you have any thoughts on this, or experiences that have made you think?
love - Nicky