I made plans with someone in my new congregation, early this week to do in person service and lunch. Since that time, I was debating whether or not I would do today’s Sunday mtg in person or on zoom.

After an enjoyable and fulfilling day yesterday and thankfully not feeling worn out, I decided to prepare to be in person. Meanwhile, I also put an instacart order in so that I could make some white chicken chili… something that I had a taste for, and figured could stretch a few days. I chose the 11-1 timeframe for delivery, thinking that it would likely arrive in time for me to receive it and make it to my mtg on time.

….so there’s the backdrop and here’s how things turned out.

First, my night wasn’t at all restful. I tossed and turned for a good part of the night/early morning …. Hot/cold, adjusting and readjusting the pillows I sleep propped up on etc.🙄 I awakened feeling that I may take the zoom route, but yet and still, had a desire to go in person still with me.

I got up and proceeded with my customary prep, just in case I decided to go. It looked as if my grocery order would come in time for me to do so. In the midst of watching my tracking, I see that my order was reassigned and would now be coming at the time I would need to be leaving. My sister Leah text me around this time to check my status. I told her I’d likely be staying home due to the instacart hiccup.

While laying here calculating how much time I’d have to get fully dressed if my delivery were to come in time… The tracking app all of a sudden changed to an ETA of 6 MINUTES! My mtg starts at 1 and it was only six minutes after 12…. At this moment I felt like Jehovah was saying, “I want you to go.”😮

I quickly got up to finish dressing, brought my groceries in and made my way to the hall. IT WAS GREAT BEING THERE!!! The discourse and association were very enjoyable.

I arrived home and started on my dish right away before the motivation and energy slipped away. It turned out well.

I know Jehovah allowed this day to go exactly as it should have. I remained prayerful about what I should do, and he worked it out. I must say and highlight  the icing on the cake for this day were the very encouraging words from my sister Lydia. “Thanks for allowing Jehovah to help you be used as a hero to us and many others.”

I don’t consider myself to be a hero, but those words of encouragement definitely gave me extra wind to fly to and through another day. A seeming comedy of errors turned into a good day….. I’m thankful🙏🏾