“If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth ot all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him.” James 1:5
“Wisdom,” I tell them. “is knowing how to choose what is important.”
Solomon sought it above all else, and God was so pleased with his decision, that He gave him everything he did not ask for. I ask for it daily. I ask for it for myself, and for it to be implanted into hearts of the 4 little ones living under my care. I pray it over their sleeping forms at night. His wisdom poured over each of us is my plea.
Glimpses of answered prayers seen in unexpected ways is becoming the pattern of my life. Small glimpses. Large lessons.
It was an exciting day. We had ridden the metro in, and were meeting friends in a big, crowded city. It was to be a day of fun, visiting, and memory making. We were all excited. I was concentrating on finding just the right location to meet our friends. I was in a hurry. The streets were busy. I was rushing them. I hardly noticed the small hand tucked into mine, tugging for my attention. “What is it, Sweetie?” I asked distracted. “An ambulance, Mommy.” he replied. I hurried on. I did not want to take the time to look or listen. Undaunted, he tugged my hand again. I looked down into big, brown eyes pleading. “Mommy, did you hear me? I said there was an ambulance. I want to pray for them.” And so, on the corner of a crowded sidewalk my little son, becoming a young man so very quickly, led the 5 of us in prayer. I failed to hear any of his words over the din of the traffic, but I heard every word his heart spoke.
In the fast moment of closing my eyes and bowing with my children, I saw visions of the many times that ambulance has been for one of us. I will not know until heaven if strangers stopped to pray for us, but whose to say they didn’t move God on our behalf? My son is 6. He is young, and he is learning. He, like his Momma has many missteps, but on this day, at this moment, he choose what was important. He choose to see someone else’s need before his own. He choose wisdom. And isn’t that how life is? Small moments of choices pile into lifetimes. It is in the small moments that make the greatest impact. The hurting one in the ambulance will never know a 6 year old boy was praying for him, it may never make a difference for him, but it surely made a difference to me. How is it that those you seek to teach, end up teaching you? Sometimes the most fleeting moments, make all of the difference in the world.