The picture just goes with my Lizard Tale.
I heard the painful sound in Benjamin's tone of voice. "Lizzy has fallen!!", he was screaming through tears of panic. Lizzy, or at one time his name was 10 o'clock, was in his hands. This lizard that was a birthday gift from his brother and fiance was limp.
A gecko leopard lizard.
What was I to do?
I calmly said, "just put him in his cage. What happened?"
The poor little lizard looked like it had broken it's neck and all four limbs were limp.
Through tears he was trying to explain how the lizard had fallen out of his hands coming down the stairs.
My heart started to break for Benjamin.
What was I to do? If it was dead, then what? I sure didn't want to touch the lizard.
I had been fine about the lizard from a distance..but up close or touching it ...NO WAY!
I started a conversation with God. "Okay God, what am I supposed to do? It IS his lizard!?!? Please...please don't let it die"
I turned to my little son and said, "let's pray for Lizzy." We held hands and started to pray for this
little creature he had learned to love.
As we prayed, the lizard lifted his head...oh good, it was alive, but the legs still were flat.
What would we do with a lizard with broken legs?
Benjamin is still crying about the whole thing and I am holding him saying I am sorry.
The lesson of being too rough is now learned, but this lesson might be too hard to accept.
Slowly, the lizards front limbs moved... but the back?... still totally limp.
We discussed how we need to be careful with such a little pet and how far that was for him to drop.
Benjamin had to have my phone. He texted his older siblings...Pray, Lizzy fell down the stairs!
Of course you can guess the replies were from the 20-somethings, no children, who commented back...
WHAT? WHO? The LIZARD? LOL
Now look back at the picture...
Lizzy came to in about 30 minutes and was up and walking around.
I guess it totally knocked him (or her) out...or ABBA Father God saw a little boy and his mother cry out.
Either way...it was God!
Today, I got up and was tired and wanting to sew while it was raining instead of cleaning other peoples' toilets.
I asked the Lord..."please, can they leave the house while I clean? I look like Lucy cleaning houses when the client is there. I trip over my vacuum cleaner, I drop things, it takes me twice the time because I get nervous. Please Lord, could you have them leave?"
I had hardly finished my small prayer when my phone rang...my client...she was going to be gone for the day!
He is in the details of our life. Even if the lizard had died... He would have been there. Even if my client had stayed home.. He would have been there. My ABBA Father just wrapped His arms around me and reminded me that He knows and He sees and He loves me.
Oh! my second client didn't work out...I got to come home early...and it started to rain.
I got in my sewing room and started my curtains.
My morning devotional... Oswald Chambers - The Concept of Divine Control
"...how much more will your Father who is in heaven give good things to those who ask Him!"