Don’t Go Home

Every day after work I go to the gym to exercise. A few days ago I was on the treadmill when I started thinking about whether or not I wanted to continue to workout or stop and go home. I had already met my steps goal for the day, so it wasn’t necessary that I stay. As I walked, I wavered back and forth on whether I should stay or go home. This debate continued for the 30 minutes I walked. Finally, I decided to go home, and I stepped off the treadmill. However, to my surprise, I felt drawn to the next piece of equipment and not the door.

After finishing on the treadmill, I rotated to each piece of equipment I use during my normal workout. After I was finished, I jumped in the car and headed home. While driving, I found myself in another debate. I was contemplating whether or not I wanted to stop at the grocery store or go home. After weighing the pros and cons, I made the decision to go home. With the decision made, I turned down my street and headed home. However, instead of going home, I found myself turning into the store parking lot.

After completing my shopping, I headed to the door to leave. As I walked to the door, I looked up and saw a former employee pushing her grocery cart. We stopped and chatted since we had not seen each other in a few years. As I was about to say goodbye, she said “I need to tell you something. Do you remember when you prayed for me at work for my healing?” I said, “Yes.” Even though it had been about three years, I remembered the day vividly. On that day I walked to her cubicle and asked her how she was doing. She indicated that she had a pretty serious medical issue which had just occurred. She was terrified and asked me to pray for her.

As we stood in the grocery store, she told me that when I prayed for her, she was healed, and the issue never returned. I said, “Praise God!” I thought it was nice to get the confirmation. We talked a little longer about her family, and then she asked me to pray for her daughter who was disabled. I agreed, and then we both went our separate ways. As I walked to the car, I thought about how the Lord had orchestrated this meeting. Each time I wanted to go home, I was delayed so that we could both be in position for this divine connection. He is an amazing God!

Blessings,

Sandra

4 thoughts on “Don’t Go Home

  1. What a wonder account of God’s orchestration of your steps! I appreciate you sharing this wonderful reminder to allow God to direct us.

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    1. Yes that’s very true. However, most of the time I don’t realize what he’s done until it’s over. The entire time this was going on I didn’t think too much of it. But as I walked to the car I realized how his hand was in it. It was a blessing!

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