During our most recent trip to the zoo, a young man and woman walked up to me. They told me I was on their scavenger hunt. They told me they were sorry for interrupting my trip to the zoo, but that they needed to speak with me. The young woman showed me a piece of paper with a description of myself. Denim shorts, blue shirt, glasses, and pushing a stroller.
She told me they were on a Scavenger Hunt for God. When they got to the zoo that morning, they sat in their car praying. God gave them descriptions of people to pray for...and what exactly they needed prayer for. She told me I needed prayer for trust within my family relationships.
At this point, the tears started rolling. Things have yet to resolve themselves, by any means, and my heart still aches with the distrust of those I used to be so close to. A couple of close friends were at the zoo with me. They stared in awe, just as I did. How could these two complete strangers know what I needed prayer for except through God's gentle guidance...?
The young man asked if he could pray for me. I nodded yes, because words wouldn't come. He prayed for renewed trust, and the ability to forgive, and love without restraint. He prayed for strength in being a mother, and patience with whatever outcome God has designed. He told me that I am an incredible mother, and that I have the ability to reach the desires of my heart.
I told them thank you for listening to God, and thank you for praying for me. We went on with our zoo trip.
It has been a week since this encounter, and I can't stop thinking about it.
As the situation we're in unfolds, I will think back to that time to remember that God is with me. Always. And He has my back. Always.
