Don’t Miss the Call

A few weeks ago in my post Little Prayers, Big Faith, I shared that I am one of those people who pray for parking places. Not only do I not want to have to parallel park, but I also want a place where I can pull forward when I leave; I am not good at backing my car out of tight spaces.

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Once, while trying to be extremely careful not to hit the car parked on the left as I pulled out of my parking spot in the Wal-Mart parking lot, I ended up putting a dent in the fender of the car on my right. As I looked at the damage to the Cadillac, I came to the conclusion I was glad I had insurance.

I knew that since the owner of the vehicle was shopping in Wal-Mart with department after department to peruse, it could be hours before the owner returned. So, I wrote a note and tucked it under the windshield wiper to tell the owner that I had gone into the store have an announcement made calling him or her to the parking lot. I carefully wrote down what to include in the announcement – “Would the owner of a red Cadillac with license plate number KNJ-468 please return to your car.”

I went back outside and stood by the car. I waited, and I waited. I waited forty-five minutes. Then I returned to the store and asked them to make the announcement again. Another thirty minutes went by. (As I had anticipated, the person was on a long shopping trip). I was about to ask the store to call for the owner one more time when she finally showed up.

“Mam,” I said, “I’m very sorry. I put a dent in your car as I was backing out. I wanted to be sure you knew and to give you my insurance information.”

She took a look and said, “Oh, thank you for waiting and telling me. You’ve been waiting a while, haven’t you? I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner; I heard them making the announcement, but they said the car was red, and my Cadillac is maroon.”

The call had been clear, but she thought it was for someone else. I wonder how many times God calls us but we miss that he is speaking to us. Perhaps it is because we think God’s calls are dramatic events, like Paul’s encounter on the way to Damascus (Acts 9). But more often, God’s calls come in the still, small voice that Elijah experienced (1 Kings 19:12). It may be as simple as the thought to phone someone and pray with them before their surgery. Or it could be that little tug on your heart when an announcement is made that more volunteers are needed for the children’s Sunday school classes. The gentle nudge you feel when you hear about a short-term mission trip? That may be your call to go. Don’t make the Lord wait. Answer your call today.

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