through His Word
I made haste, and delayed not to keep thy commandments.
Psalm 119:60 KJV
“You’d better stop staring at that game; you’re going to make yourself sick,” I told my youngest on the short drive to a restaurant. My four children struggle with motion sickness to varying degrees.
“I’m okay; I want to beat this level,” Jessica explained about the hand-held device.
Minutes later when we pulled into the parking lot, I took one look at Jessica’s pallor and hand slowly rising to her mouth and said, “Get out of the car! Get out of the car! Get out of the car!”
Oblivious to the reason of my frantic request, my husband jerked the car into park and bolted out of the vehicle. My oldest son scrambled out as fast as he could. My third child sat in terror, trapped in the back of the van because his brother usually flips the middle seat up for him to exit the car.
My oldest daughter, apparently the only person who comprehended my previous plea to Jessica, quickly loosened Jessica’s seatbelt. She’d seen the results of carsick-induced nausea too many times.
“Get on the grass! Get on the grass! Get on the grass!” I didn’t consider a parking lot laden with other vehicles the best place to be sick.
My husband and oldest son ran to the grass and looked at me for explanation. Jeb Daniel lunged over the seat and joined them there in seconds.
Jenifer and I took care of Jessica as she quietly expelled her breakfast in the grass, much to the rest of the family’s bewilderment. Needless to say, we all lost our appetites.
I wish I could proudly proclaim that my family heeds all of my commands with that degree of swiftness, with no delay and without explanation, but that’s not the norm. Sadly, it’s often not the norm with my relationship with God over the years, either.
Take for example the time our family moved to California. We searched for a church to call home and found a lovely one the first Sunday we were there, but it was SO small. Not at all what we were accustomed to.
Several coincidences occurred that pointed us in the direction of that small church, but … I insisted that we visit other churches. I might as well have said to God, “God, this church is too small. Please let me choose my own church.”
How preposterous of me!
And, just so you know, they weren’t “coincidences” at all—I knew all along it was God speaking to me! If I had only made haste to be obedient, my nine-year-old wouldn’t have needed to say one Sunday morning, “Can we P-L-E-A-S-E go to the same church two Sundays in a row?”
That “too-small” church was the best part of our time in southern California!!
Or, there was that time when—with very little prayer involved—I enrolled my children in school. I’d obediently homeschooled my children for years, as I felt God wanted me to during our military time, but, surely, He didn’t mean for me to continue teaching them as they got older! After all, my degree was Early Childhood Education—K-4 specifically, as my diploma stated.
I fought God’s prompting … again. My two older children and I were miserable; our family seemed disjointed. I finally fell to my knees and said, “God, what do You want me to do?” God spoke three words to my spirit: “Finish the job.”
Last year, I “finished the job,” graduating my fourth and youngest from high school and removed the well-worn, yet oh-so-comfortable homeschooling hat for good.
I’m working harder to be attentive to God’s word and obedient to Him—when He first speaks to me—not after adding my thoughts or arguments. But it’s a daily struggle, and I often pray, “God, please help me to make haste when You give me instructions, even when I don’t understand, and help me never lose my appetite for being obedient to You.”
© Copyright 2017 by Julie Lavender
Former homeschooling mom, Julie Lavender recently graduated that carsick little girl, making her the last of Julie and David's four children to complete pre-college education under their tutelage. Julie often feels the pangs of an empty nest, but feels blessed that her little ducklings are waddling along in life taking refuge in the shelter of God's wings.
Meanwhile, Julie is taking flight with new writing projects. She freelances for newspapers, writes for Guideposts, authored 365 Days of Celebration and Praise, and Creative Sleepovers for Kids, and contributed to Chicken Soup for the Soul compilations and magazines like Refresh, Clubhouse, Today’s Christian Woman, Focus on the Family, Mature Living, Country Woman, ParentLife, and Taste of Home. Julie is married to David, a former entomologist for the US Navy and current Wildlife Biologist at an Army installation. Follow Julie at julielavender.blogspot.com.
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God’s guidance, obedience, Psalm 119:60, Make Haste: A Guest Post by Julie Lavender, Katy Kauffman, Lighthouse Bible Studies