Two weeks ago I had surgery. We had been planning to visit my Knight's family from up-state NY over Thanksgiving way before the surgery was scheduled. But when push came to shove the surgery date could only be scheduled two weeks before Thanksgiving. I kept thinking "I'll be OK. I can make it." Unfortunately, I just wasn't really thinking straight. By this past weekend I realized I would be in a good deal of pain still and traveling 7 hours would be very difficult. We didn't know what to do. We kept flip-flopping back and forth about going, not going. It was so hard because we didn't want to hurt his family's feelings and it has been almost two years since we went up to visit.
Tuesday came along and we still did not have a definitive answer yet. Then we received an email. It was from my Director at Teaching The Word Ministry. He was explaining to me about a project he would like me to take on in regards to my internship. At the end of the email he typed the word "Caution". Underneath that he wrote telling us he felt the Lord strongly caution us about traveling over Thanksgiving and urged us not to go. Well, with a word like that from a man of God like him you just got to listen. So we made the hard decision of not going.
The kids were sad and so were Scott's family but we were going to manage through it all. Scott called his parents Wed. night to tell them the news. They took the situation well but Scott's dad was very upset that we would not have a real turkey dinner and a real Thanksgiving. I that point we didn't care. I was sore and Scott was tired and we were just going to throw Chicken Nuggets in the oven. Hey, they are still in the whole poultry family. : )
Not 5 minutes later did we get a call from dear friends of ours. They were calling to ask to bring us a meal on Thanksgiving. We felt terrible to accept their offer because we didn't want them to have to bring us a meal on Thanksgiving, they would be busy with their own family. They assured us they wanted to bless us in this way so we accepted. What transpired the next morning is still bringing tears to my eyes as I type this morning.
We heard a knock on our door Thursday morning (not early probably 10am or so). It was the whole family. They had coolers and boxes and oodles of food for us. Not only was it a meal but a whole Thanksgiving spread. All we had to do is put it in the oven. Scott and I were blown away. Then they also so blessed us with company. They had a family event later that afternoon but still took their time and hung out with us for a while. You just don't know how much that meant to our boys. They really were missing family this holiday and hanging out with their family filled that need in their heart.
After they headed out we set the table and just couldn't stop crying and thanking the Father for His love and theirs. When we ate as a family the boys and us all just remarked over and over and over again how good our Heavenly Father is. This family was truly God's hands and hearts to us. In obedience to the Lord by not traveling He totally blew us away and took care of our needs. The greatest part of this testimony was Scott calling his parents that evening. He told them all about what happened and they (who we are not sure where they are with the Lord) were in all that God would do that. They kept saying "You guys must have some heavenly connections we don't have."
So not only was this a tremendous blessing to our family but it was also a mighty testimony for Scott's family and may just be the seeds planted in their hearts to turn them back to God.
God Is So Good!!!