Last night I knew that Macie wasn't feeling well. Emmy had school at 9 and I had my mom's group at 10, so I figured maybe I could squeeze in a trip to the Dr's between the two. Sure enough, I called 2 mins after the Dr's office opened at 7 this morning and they had a 9:15. Perfect. Everything was working out just how I'd planned it. We all got fed, dressed, brushed and combed, and out the door on time. Emmy got to school on time and we got the Dr. on time. Things were going smoothly. The Dr came in almost immediately. Everything was going great until the words "at the hospital" came out of his mouth. The only way to possibly diagnose what might be going on with Macie would be to immediately head to the hospital and have a small procedure done. WHAT?! That was not in the plan.
This is where my plan went out the window and God's peace came flooding in. It was nothing serious but still I was fearful of taking her and doing it alone. I texted a friend while still at the Dr's office and she agreed to meet me at the hospital without me even asking her to. I called Aaron at work and told him what was going on. He said, you need to call Landon (our friend and pastor) and tell him. I was like, really Aaron, it's not that big of a deal. He said, "No really, call him and tell him. He texted me this morning to say that God woke him up at 5 this morning to pray for our family".
All in all, it was a very minor procedure and it was over very quickly. I'm not normally crazy about things like this with my kids, I can handle shots and tests and sickness very well. When I'm prepared for them. But God knew exactly what I'd need today. There were people already praying for us before we knew we'd need it. I'm blessed to have friends who are willing to drop what they're doing to be with us at any moment. And honestly, I'm thankful for a Dr who's willing to do what needs to be done to make sure my kids are healthy. Thankfully Macie's test results were negative and she won't need any medicine.
Even still, I was ready to get home and relax. Something about being at home makes me feel like my kids are safe. Safe from the stress and minor trauma we had today. As I pulled up out front I couldn't help but say a prayer of thanks. Thanks for healthy children, thanks for great friends, and thanks for a God who's always 10 steps ahead of me giving me peace and assurance even when things get a little crazy and veer off my planned path!