March 15, 2010

I wasn't expecting to post anything like this today, but it is too good not to share. Totally unexpected. Totally out of no where. Totally GOD!
Sunday night I was washing dishes/making dinner while Ben, Kobe and Kenny were playing outside. It was 6:35 (25 minutes until I was supposed to be meeting Savannah's mom to get her). I was standing at the sink and all the sudden I got this sick feeling. I felt like Savannah's Mom and Grandma were thinking about taking off with her (basically kidnapping her) and that she wasn't safe. Of course I tried to brush it off thinking I was just being paranoid but the feeling wouldn't leave me alone.

As I tried to get the feeling to leave my mind I felt like God told me to "Go get the boys and pray for her". Yet again, I tried to brush it off and as I started to brush it off I swear He just short of hit me in the back of the head and said "NOW!" It was so "loud" that I threw down my dishes I was washing and said "ok!"

I went outside and asked for all the boys to come over to where I was standing. I told Ben that I thought we needed to pray for Savannah, right now. So, we all bowed our heads and Ben prayed for Savannah, that she would do better this time with coming home, I didn't tell him what I had felt so strongly about.

I came in the house, at this point it was 6:45 pm and I still hadn't heard from Savannah's mom, which isn't normal, so I picked up my phone to call her and before I could flip it open the phone rang. It was Savannah's mom. I picked it up and said hello, before I could get another word in Savannah's mom rushed saying "Oh my word Leah! We almost just got into the most horrible accident! We came around a turn on 75 and all the cars were dead stopped! We thought we were going to crash right into them! I don't know how we didn't!"
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Ben came in the house after I got off the phone and I told him what she had just told me. Then I started to tear up. Ben said, "Don't cry, you should be happy, look what God did!" I told him, "I felt like they were thinking about taking off with her."
When I went to meet them, things became even more clear. As Savannah's mom was putting her in the car (which went wonderfully by the way) her Grandma was tearing up but trying to stay strong for Savannah. She turned to me and said, "I hate this. If I could I would take her and run but it's just not an option for me."
What in the world?
Why would I have felt like that the same night that her Grandma said it, OUT LOUD!
The Lord is working, He is doing things. I cannot tell you how His presence during this hard time in my life is bringing me such peace as the waters rise.