Home from the Dentist
Our family was so blessed to have Grandpa as our
dentist. He did all of our cleanings and
checkups, cavities and even extensive orthodontics for us. He was an excellent
dentist, and loved us all besides! (And
he had a super Surprise Drawer!) It was a wonderful blessing for us!
Our trips to the dental office for “ortho” were after
school. I would load up all the kids and
drive from our town to his office in an adjacent city. There were always several of us in the
waiting room, reading the magazines, entertaining the baby, and chatting with our
family friend, the receptionist, while trying not to make too much commotion
for the other patients! So it was always rush hour when we would start for
home. The exit from the dental office
onto Southern was especially tricky, as it was a left turn on a very busy
street, across many lines of traffic in order to be ready for my right turn on
Rural to get on the freeway home. And
even though I went behind the dental office first in order to exit onto
Southern at an intersection, there was no light there and I was particularly
stressed about that huge left turn. By
then, almost dinner time, the kids were starting to get fussy and I was anxious
about dinner and the evening’s events.
So that left turn loomed extra forbidding.
On one such attempt, there seemed to be no letup in the
cars zooming past in both directions.
Finally, I prayed, “Dear Father, thou who parted the Red Sea; I know
that thou canst part this traffic for me to enter also, and I ask thee
to..” In a matter of seconds, the way
opened for me to enter traffic, across all those lanes, to make my way
home. Marveling at the Lord’s goodness,
I made my way home.
Every time I took that drive home from the dentist, I
used that prayer, and every time, the way opened up. Not only that,
the experience gave me the faith to pray for many other different “ways to open
up.” Even small things such as opening
some time and peace and quiet to write an experience in my journal! The Lord would help me wake up totally alert
in the middle of the night, or find myself with an unexpected stretch of quiet.
I knew that the Lord was mindful of me, a mom with hedged-up ways, at
times.
In our day-to-day struggles, if something just isn’t
happening, I know that the great Jehovah who parted the Red Sea--through His prophet Moses--He can make a
way for us busy Moms to accomplish what is before us.
Labels: Mothers--Open the Way
