I had no idea that it’s been since July since I blogged- time has gotten away from me and I think I’ve lost some weeks along the way.
Last week, I had an interesting experience (scary too) and I’m amazed at how God works- He does it every time. Our church is at a 4 way stop and it’s not uncommon for us to get knocks on the door from people that have broken down in front of the church. Last week, I was getting everyone ready for school and there was a frantic beating on the door- a woman was screaming that her boyfriend was chasing after her and going to harm her. I called the police and quickly realized that she was impaired and there was no one outside. The police arrived and confirmed it- no one was there and she was impaired. They left with her and that was that. We live in a very small area and everyone knows everyone (and is related to them!) I learned that the woman was deep into the pit of addiction. I did a little Facebook detective work and I was stunned when I realized who she was.
There is a dear family in our church who have become our second family. Their entire extended family has come together over the past few months to help another family member who got custody of their 3 grandchildren. These precious children have been coming to church since the spring , come to VBS and our children’s activities. I’ve seen the oldest one’s face light up as she got her first Bible (she’s the same age as my son) and the middle one be so excited when he learned that his name is a book of the Bible. They have been learning so much about Jesus and how He loves them.
I looked at her profile page and saw a picture of her and her children. I almost dropped my coffee cup. The woman who showed up at my door was the children’s mom! Before we learned who she was, my husband said “Better that she come to our house then end up in the ditch or on the side of the road. She’s someone’s daughter, maybe even someone’s mom.” When I looked at her picture, his words rang in my ears. We know her parents and she is someone’s daughter. We know her children and she is someone’s mom.
I don’t believe it was by accident that she ended up knocking on our door. She could have ran in 2 different directions that would have lead her onto dark roads, but instead she ran to the only place that had a light on and it just happened to be the same church where her children are learning about Jesus. I’m praying that this will be the first step to setting her free from addiction and into a new life of freedom.
God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Psalm 46:1