I was sitting in the chair at my hair salon today, talking to my lovely hairdresser. She just lost her grandmother this past week. We had such a good visit about how strong her grandmother's love for Jesus was, and how peaceful she was when she went home. This conversation led us down another path, which had us both pulling out our iphones to show the other a photo of something on our respective facebook accounts....gotta love facebook! As I was scrolling past the photos on my page, trying to get to the picture I wanted, this is what happened....
"Wait! Wait! Back up!!" Ryley exclaimed with so much excitement. "Back up to that other picture!!"
"This picture?" I asked, scrolling back to a picture I had just passed.
"YES!! Who is that?" Ryley demanded.
"That is my dad," I replied.
"Is that a cross?" she quizzed.
"Yes..." I answered.
"Wait! Is there a wheel? Does it have a wheel?"
"Yes.." I replied with a questioning tone, as I clicked on the picture to reveal the whole image...a big man, and his cross with a wheel.
"I used to watch your dad walk with the cross in Uvalde when I was a little girl!! He used to walk with the cross from somewhere in the hill country or somewhere to Uvalde!! Sometimes there was another man that would walk with him. I used to love seeing him walking with the cross! I can't believe this! I can't believe this!" Ryley spilled out with so much excitement.
"WHAAAAT?!" I squealed. "Whhhhaaat?!!!!"
"Yes!!! I have to go and call my mom!! I have to go call my mom!!!! Your dad used to walk with the cross. My mom even talked to him one time...told him she did not want to be rude, but what was the point? What did he think he would accomplish? He told her it would all be worth it if even one person came to know Jesus because of his walking with the cross and it reminding them or making them think about Jesus. I never forgot your dad."
Ryley called her mum who was so blown away by what Ryley had to tell her...but here is the big reason why they were both so thrilled. Last week, just after Ryley's grandma died, Ryley and her mum were having a visit. Ryley asked her mum is she remembered the man who used to walk with the cross. Her mum couldn't believe that Ryley had asked her that, because she had been thinking about the same man recently. She had been wondering what had ever happened to him. Now they knew. Here Ryley had been hearing about her cross-walking man every time I sat in her chair and updated her on how my dad was doing. She just didn't know it....
I sat there in awe of what had just transpired. I know this may seem so simple and not really that big of a deal to some of you reading this, but that is kind of the point. It does not matter what the detail in our life it is, it DOES matter to God. There is not detail too small for Him to orchestrate in our lives. Many of the things God orchestrates in our lives are hidden from human eyes, but occasionally He allows us to catch a glimpse of this. God knew when that little girl was watching that big man walking with the cross that someday she would need to feel God was really real, when she was questioning or doubting the truth of His existence. God knew He would place the daughter of that cross walking man in that little girl's work chair... just to confirm His power to plan out the little things. God would show His tender care for that precious little girl; for her thoughts, fears, and questions, in a tangible way. I love how far in advance He ordered a faith building experience for her, and for me, an experience that would allow her to feel His nearness and sovereignty. I love that for years I have been sitting in her chair unaware....without this ever being brought up until exactly the moment God had planned...and even then it was not brought up by one of us...it was a snapshot....

That's an amazing story, Virgina! I didn't know you blogged. I'm so glad I read this.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Tanya! What happened yesterday was so amazing and touched me so deeply, that I just had to write about it. As to me blogging....weeellllll......I have had the blog for a while, but I have not been very faithful about actually writing anything on it. There are many times when I think of something I want to write about, but then I just don't do it. I come up with all kinds of reasons/excuses of why not to. :) Time and needing to get other things done are big ones. Thank you for your lovely words about the post. It meant a lot to me.
DeleteI think you started to tell me this story the other day! Love it!
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