When God Interrupts

We hustled and bustled to get to soccer practice on time last night, only to have a dark storm meet us there. 

With no better place to go, we parked and waited in the row with everyone else. 

Just waited. 

Each in our own cars.     

Not quite enjoying the show.  But rather awed by the fury.

Feeling the wind rock the car, and watching it carry the sheets of rain across the landscape, we waited. 

For a good fifteen minutes.  We chuckled at how we had rushed.

And then, like a finale at the fire works, we were WOWED by a rainbow.  Which later became a double rainbow.  Which impressed the socks off the spectators in our car.

It occurred to me, that God’s fingers prints were all over this storm.  It was as though He had brought our crazy lives to an unavoidable halt, and given us front row seats, just to remind us of His presence.   His power.  And His promises. 

God is like that.  Thankfully. 

Aptly reminded, the boys ran off to play soccer on a freshly washed field, and I was left to contemplate how God gets our attention.   Ashamed that He should need to.  And amazed that He would want to.

Linked to: A Thousand Words Thursday, and Thankful Thursday