A Holy Happening: Stuck on the Interstate


God has placed a deep desire in my heart to create a space where we can share with one another Holy Happenings, moments when we know God is moving during this tumultuous time. When you experience a holy happening, will you take a moment to jot it down and send it to me at LeslieLuke1027@gmail.com?  I love loving God with you, Pastor Leslie



Waiting. It’s what we do these days. We wait for people to return our calls. We wait for wet walls to dry. We wait for checks to be deposited. We wait for things to get better. It’s just what we do.   We wait.

Saturday as I waited . . .. . . , a stranger shared his flood story with me. Bottom line: He spent one and a half days stuck on an interstate overpass. No food. No facilities. No escape. For thirty-six hours, he waited on a concrete island for waters to recede.  He spoke about his greatest source of discomfort.   “I looked around at all those cars stuck like me, and I realized they weren’t like me at all.” His eyes widened. “They were filled with elderly people and children. I didn’t know what to do, so I just gave them what I had. Bottles of water and Gatorade.”

I don’t know about you, but if I was stuck on the interstate for one and a half days, I wouldn’t be able to think of a better gift.

Lord God, when we’re waiting today, let our greatest source of discomfort be an awareness of the discomfort of others. Help us to give them what we have. Help us to give them You. Your patience. Your kindness. Your joy. Your love. We adore you, O Christ, now and forever. Amen.

Comments are closed