Nine times out of ten I can anticipate what my kids need before they ask for it. For example, we try to never run out of some good old fashioned chocolate milk to mix with our white. After all, growing boys and girls need chocolate calcium. Or if it rains on Monday, I better go ahead and catch up on laundry because on Tuesday both Jacob and Kaylen will find some mud somewhere and get it everywhere. We will need a bath and clean jeans by days end.
Anticipation is half the battle to getting through every day at our house, and if we are traveling, amp that up times a thousand. Recently Tony and I drove to New York. With our kids. Bet you didn't anticipate we were that crazy. I packed books, crayons, stickers, snacks, movies and a puppy potty. Yep, potty training follows us wherever we go. The kids did great and we arrived home only slightly crazier than when we left.
Several months ago we began planning a ski trip. We were able to get a great deal on our plane tickets and lodging. A trip to Colorado with friends, a few days getting to be just Jenny and Tony instead of all the other hats we wear, a chance to marvel at the purple mountains majesty that is the Rocky Mountains. Right after we bought our tickets a strange thing happened. Our flight, originally scheduled to leave by 3:55 pm suddenly got changed to 6:10am. There was no explanation and we thought with wry humor, that's what you get when you book your flights through a website called cheapoair.com. I'm not making that up.
I do not like to fly. Never have, never will. As the trip approached I started getting nervous. The only thing I could do was pray for peace and safety and so I have, earnestly. Guess what, our flight was smooth, the landing so smooth it didn't even jar. I wasn't even sure we had touched down until we looked out the window.
Other friends who took a later flight ended up sitting on their plane for hours waiting for their take off which was delayed. Heavy thunderstorms and tornado warnings pounded Georgia all afternoon. Had I been on that flight, I'd have been a wreck. But my God, who loves me and loves to take care of me knew what my prayer would be long before I said it. He anticipated my needs and took care of them months ago when our flight was unexpectedly arranged to sooth my soul and to show me that my Father holds me in the palm of His hands. His daughter, His treasure.
Pray earnestly and with great faith, your Father already knows what you need but He loves to hear from you.
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