I was excited that we had the space & air beds enough for them all to be comfortable.
It turned out my mother & father-in-law were the only ones to come.
I'm not going to lie, I was thrilled that my kids would get to share Christmas morning with Nana & Grandpa. And the two of them are just so easy to please, so it was wonderful news. But it took me some time to adjust my idea of big family Christmas to just thankful we'd have some family to share it with this year.
God knows what He's doing when He doesn't give me what I want. Ever feel that way in hindsight?
I have so many testimonies to prove even my best plans & wild imagination can be out done by God.
You see, my in-laws are examples of nothing if not risky obedience to the voice of God.
She has given me a picture of what John the Baptist and the OT prophets must have seemed like to the people around them. She loves the otherwise unnoticed or ignored, extends grace to those that are coming around for their 300th helping. It's almost like they don't realize how different the beat they are marching to and don't mind that it doesn't fit into the time table the rest of us are following.
It was just this kind of house guests Dan & I needed in this time when God is challenging us to live out our faith in a more radical way.
As I'm seeking God for ways to share His love more boldly in my daily life that is mostly saturated by childcare, housekeeping, and Target, I keep thinking of this story I heard years ago (below).
Wondering if I'd ever, ever, ever be so obedient.
Pretty sure that if I'm not willing, He'll use someone else.
"Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for by so doing some people have shown hospitality to angels without knowing it...
Through Jesus, therefore, let us continually offer to God a sacrifice of praise—the fruit of lips that openly profess his name. And do not forget to do good and to share with others, for with such sacrifices God is pleased."
Heb 13: 2,15&16Pin It