Friday morning, I prayed for divine opportunities to happen in my day. I wanted moments where I saw the Spirit move and grow our faith.
Be careful what you pray for.
After my mom ate lunch with us, she headed back to work. Within minutes she called me panicked as she saw emergency workers outside Jonah's best friend's house. I immediately had that sinking feeling in my stomach, that fear of all the worst things you could possibly imagine.
I hung up the phone and dropped to my knees to pray. Jonah, now knowing well the look of emergency on my face, stared wide eyed at me dreading the news.
"Jonah, get on your knees." "Georgia, get on your knees." I began to pray for all of the members of this family, as I had no idea what was going on, but God did. I prayed for His Spirit to be with them, to heal hurts that needed healing. We amened and peace came.
As I called two prayer partners, I heard Jonah praying, "Dear God, please don't take her, she's my best friend. You won't take her will you?" (I immediately thought back to the same prayer I prayed for my best friend in 1998).
Jonah associates ambulances with death, since he witnessed that part of our December tragedy. I was able, in that moment to talk with him about how God answers prayer.
A little while later we found out it was indeed his friend that was sick. She was taken to the hospital, but she is going to be o.k. That night we prayed and Jonah thanked God for not taking his friend to heaven.
My heart broke inside a little more for him that day as I got a look into his little grieving heart. I don't understand lots of things, but I know God used Friday in a divine way to teach us about faith and His Presence.
There are no coincidences.