Today we had a miracle!
Here's how it went. Our morning was pretty normal it went by smoothly we got most of our studies in and actually finished lunch early at 11:30. While I was trying to get ready (I've been feeling a bit sick) Sister Carlson took pity on me and did my hair (Miracle #1) which doesn't happen very often (the pitying or my hair getting done)
Then Sister Carlson had a great idea for a blog post and she took pictures of her beat up missionary shoes and her new shoes to compare her growth on her mission. (Miracle #2) While she clicked away she felt so much peace about what she was doing. So hair, sickness, and lethargy on my end and shoes, pictures and ADD on Sister Carlson's end got us out the door and in the car. . . at 12:24 pm. Our shift at the Book of Mormon Publication site starts at 1 pm (but we were suppose to be 15 minutes early). . . and we live 40 minutes to an hour from the sites; a.k.a. we are going to be late. Me, personally I would be freaking out. Wow we are going to be soooo late. Cue anxiety attack NOW!!!
But it didn't come. No beating heart of anxiety, no sweaty palms of worry. I felt peace. I felt like 12:24 pm was the exact time we needed to leave. (Miracle #3) We start on our way and realize that we haven't prayed yet so we turn off the CD playing and I pray while Sister Carlson is driving. While I was praying all the cars parted like the Red Sea (before we were hitting every red light and cars were merging in front of us galore)
The lights were green and we were driving towards our destination when we saw in the distance lights on part of the road ahead of us. Police lights, firetruck and ambulance. I saw it and said "I think that's why. . . " and Sister Carlson looked at me and said "I was thinking the exact same thing and as you said that my heart burned."
As we approached the blinking lights a feeling of gratitude and sadness washed over me in equal measure. I scanned the scene as Sister Carlson drove past it. Men in yellow reflector jackets were everywhere guiding traffic, talking on radios and sweeping up glass. Its a good thing I had sunglasses on because I was tearing up. I looked to see the damage of the car. It was was small and green. lifted up on the flatbed of the tow truck. It was all smashed up.
My soul hurt for the people in that accident and as we drove away I turned off the CD again and prayed. I prayed for those people. I prayed for the men in the yellow reflector jackets. and I thanked God for using our small weaknesses, like pictures of shoes, to protect us.
Protect us from being in that accident, from seeing it or the hurt someone on a stretcher. I could feel the residue of pain that was on that part of the road just moments before.
As you can see I have a very sensitive soul. And God has given that to me as a gift. But I have weaknesses. Sometimes I do not want to get out of bed at 6:30 am. Sometimes I feel left out. Sometimes I say weird things. Sometimes I don't say things I should.
But God uses our strengths AND our weaknesses to bring about His will.
And if men come unto me I will show unto them their
weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is
sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble
themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become
strong unto them.
Simple weakness is a miracle. think about it. We are infinite spiritual beings that have bodies living a mortal life. Just think about that for a few.
Everything is a miracle to God. Even trials. Trials are the hardest thing ever that's why they are called trials. They test you, they break you down and sometimes shred you into teeny tiny little pieces.
But through trials God can build us up, strengthen us and bring us closer to what we can become.
Its the small things.
EVERYTHING IS A MIRACLE.
That is what I learned today.
Love, Ryn
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