God is mindful

I've often been reminded that God knows us individually.  When my dog got lost when I was 10, I prayed and God told me to go to my piano teacher's house where I found my dog in the back yard.  When I was told to go on a mission even though I had no desire to do so, I had the most amazing growing experiences I've had and met some of the most amazing people that I'll ever meet.  I was reminded as an 18 year old in Zanzibar with her bank account frozen and required to pay another $20 to get on a plane to get home... after a prayer with my sister, a total stranger walks up to us and hands us $20 each.  When I started dating Jeremy, I prayed and asked if I could be happy with him. I got the answer that yes I could, then he fell in love with me and asked me to marry him. I had no reservations and we've been very happy for the last 10 years. 

This last conference, we were told over and over how God knows and loves each individual person.  I was reminded of this again on Friday. It's not my story to tell, so I'll leave out the who, what and where... but I'll tell a little of the why.

Something happened. God didn't stop it from happening, but He provided the people at the times and the places that they needed to be just at the right times. 

Thurday night, I had dreams all night about being somewhere that I really didn't think I needed to be.  Friday, the kids had a doctor appointment... I decided to go visit where I didn't think I was needed after the doctor's visit.  It was a quick check up with immunizations for baby Seth. The nurse came in to ask if I wanted flu shots for all the kids as well... I debated, tried to call Jer, and finally decided that they should have the shots... but that made our appointment all the much longer.  That made it so that I got to the place at 2:30 instead of 2.  That was important because I would have come finished and left before 2:30 if I had planned it my way.  At 3, someone I love very much ended up getting very sick.  But because we were there, I was able to take care of what needed to be done... and there was someone that was able to take care of my kids while I was busy... Then about an hour later, a third person thought that they should take her to the hospital.  They walked in, and while checking into the ER, she passed out. 

Through this whole thing, I was struck that God could have kept it all from happening... but He didn't.  He just made sure that people were where they needed to be, when they needed to be there.  I'm very grateful for a loving Heavenly Father and that He cares for us.  And He cared enough for me to make me an instrument in caring for another of His beloved children.