Awareness of God is Possible 24/7
Being in Mexico with my kids for the last several days was a delight — incredible food, birthday celebrations, playing in the surf on boogie boards, laying out on the beach under umbrellas (this very white girl stays covered for the most part), parasailing (you better believe this spring chicken didn’t miss out on that thrill), jet ski riding (Brennan was the driver — I held on tight to him shouting “Ride ’em cowboy” for which he shouted “Nana, you’re like a 30-year old!” LOL! I’ll take that. It really was a little piece of heaven on earth to spend such precious time with my family.
Flying home yesterday, I realized I had been out of sync with my normal prayer routines. That’s okay, because I know I was in the moments of celebrating God’s precious gift of family so, as a matter of fact, when we where speaking about God’s blessings, about the beauty of His creation, about the love our family has for each other, about finding Braden’s wedding ring that was temporarily lost in the ocean only to be found by a worker two days later, about the family times of prayer offering thanksgiving around the meal tables — we were still in a prayer rhythm. I get that. When we’re in love with the SOMEONE Who represents all of these blessings, we stay on a frequency of awareness of Him 24/7.
My flight from Zihuatanejo to Mexico City got me back into my prayer routine/rhythm. You see, for me, rather than setting specific times to pray, I do my best to lean into God throughout my day — acknowledging Him and His love for me, so it’s not surprising when He sets me up with divine appointments. Seems He surprises me quite often with special encounters — only He could orchestrate. When I headed to my window seat on the airplane, a Mexican man in the aisle seat asked his wife on the other aisle seat to trade with him. She quickly told me he doesn’t speak English and because she does, he thought it would be a good idea for her to sit by me. She was very conversational and asked about our vacation — the usual “talk” between two tourists. When the talking subsided, I got out my devotional book and started to read, and then I started taking notes. She asked if I was a minister. I told her, if that means “Am I someone who loves to talk about God’s love and faithfulness wherever I go, then “Yes, I’m a minister.” She said she knew that by the way I talked — and I had only used phrases like “so blessed”, “so thankful”, “beauty of God’s creation”. I loved that. She asked me to pray for her, and I didn’t say, “Yes, I will.” I said, “Let’s pray now.” After I prayed for her, her family, her heart’s desire and for her to come to know Christ in a real and personal way, she prayed for me. Her prayer was that my life would continue to inspire people like I inspired her.
I share this sweet home-bound moment with you, my FB friends today, to let you know that God is looking for messengers who sincerely believe we are on assignment at this time, on this earth, to get involved with His plans and purposes.
Once upon a time, I felt pressured to share my faith. Now, it’s a part of being in the moment, being relaxed and waiting for the obvious moment — an open door — to be a light — His light to others. What if flights became God’s meeting place for divine appointments? What if a grocery line, a doctor’s waiting room, a nail or hair appointment became meeting places for divine appointments?
Did you know that we have the opportunity to be the answer to someone’s prayer daily by simply staying aware of God’s little nudges — and being His voice and His hands extended to a hurting world that needs His love and peace?
“Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?” And I said, “Here am I. Send me!” Isaiah 6:8.