I found myself arriving home after a very long day at work, only to find out that I didn’t have the house keys. I would have to wait for an hour at least before anyone got home.
I was frustrated and tired, almost at the verge of tears because I really didn’t want to wait outside, and because whatever I had planned to do would have to be postponed.
I sat on the cold stairs and took deep breaths to calm myself down. Almost like an epiphany, I realized what I frequently forget: before I even thought about leaving work, God knew that I didn’t have my keys and that I would have to wait outside for a while.
Maybe this was all part of His plan to give me a break–a break from the worries of the daily life and from the own excuses I give to justify the fact that I haven’t been spending much time with Him lately. Maybe He knew that if I wasn’t forced to be still, with no laptop or anything else I could work on, then we wouldn’t have had our much needed conversation (and I’m the needy party in the equation).
I sat on the cold stairs, but now, I was content. I was taking in every second of this moment of idleness that I desperately needed. But mostly, I took advantage of this moment of quiet solitude, of no responsibilities to distract me, to pray to my God.
He knew, better than I would, that I really needed to be locked out.
“And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good […]” -Romans 8:28