I looked in the rear view, watching as they were attempting to cross the road. We didn't stop to help.
I only took my foot off the accelerator for a second. No way God, don't ask me to do that...
Thing is, my heart stirred me to stop this time. I have never done this with my daughter along. Safety reasons, of course. But, does The Lord not take our best interest to His? The next street, I thought about turning around. I didn't. The traffic light before I turned onto our highway, I thought about turning around. I didn't. I got butterflies...have you ever? Finally, realizing that she was already almost asleep in the backseat, hungry for lunch, I took a deep breath and started a silent confessional.
Lord, I sinned just then. I didn't listen to You. I am sorry. Please give me another chance. I know it will never be convenient to stop to help someone. It will break my schedule or make me anxious. I wonder what that mom was thinking. What if that were me...no, I have a cell phone. But, maybe I may forget it one day...will someone help me if I need it? I couldn't cross that busy street with Olivia. No way. Holy Spirit, help me do what I am supposed to do.
After an extended vacation Bible school naptime, garden work and swimming, I didn't think again of that mom, until now. God brings things in front of us at certain times, for His reasons. Will I do the right thing next time?