A Dose of Fancy

Sheri Wohlfert invites you to take a slow glance at the ways the Father is weaving His love into your ordinary days. 

For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, my thoughts higher than your thoughts. (Isaiah 55:9) 

Last week, I had a front row seat to God being fancy. If I’m being honest, it probably wasn’t just about Him being fancy, it was about me noticing and being quiet and letting His work wash over me. The events caught me by as much surprise as an out-of-the-blue sloppy wet kiss from a grandbaby, which is a gift unmatched by anything you can order on Amazon! 

The Overwhelming Wisdom of the Master Planner 

We made a trip to Missouri for the baptism of our newest grandbaby, and the trip was made extra fun because I got to travel for nine hours playing car games with two of my grandkids. That’s the best: nonstop chatting and playing for hours! Just when I thought my grandma heart was full, we got there and added another two grands to the fun. 

I was happy to spend some extra time in Missouri, but my heart hurt a little seeing the Traverse head back to Michigan without me. I spend so much time wishing everyone would just move into my basement so I wouldn’t miss anything! On my last day in Missouri, my heart felt like a ping-pong ball in the middle of an intense game. I was happy to go home and see my Michigan loves, but saying goodbye to the Missouri loves is so hard. 

The morning I was supposed to leave, I got a message that the granddaughter I hadn’t seen in a week wouldn’t be coming to Grandma's the next day … seeing that little dolly the next day was making the goodbye easier, so that was a bummer and I was back to being sad. 

As I zipped up my suitcase and put it in my daughter’s trunk, I got a text that my flight was delayed. I had no worries; I had a long layover, so I enjoyed another hour … then another delay text and another hour … then another. Finally, the flight was cancelled and that meant I got another night with the Missouri loves. I thought about the text from that morning: God’s so fancy, I think He knew I wouldn’t be home the next day to watch that lovely granddaughter I was missing, so all was in order.  

He Planned Something Even Better than Coffee 

The next morning, we had some time before my flight, so we decided to spend it having one last long visit at a coffee shop. We missed our turn to the coffee shop, and as we were driving around the block to turn around, we saw a long line of kids in uniform heading to morning Mass. He’s so fancy … He knew those kids would catch my eye and He knew Shannon and I needed to wrap up a great visit praying together rather than drinking coffee. I wanted to talk to her about going back to work later that week after maternity leave, but instead I went to Mass with her, held my beautiful granddaughter and prayed for Shannon and work and her family. It was a wonderful Mass with amazing music and a church full of kids … so good for the soul. 

Our hearts were so filled by our change of plans and in one last giant act of fanciness, Shannon admitted that Mass left her feeling so much peace about going back to work and the next stage of life with two littles.  She had no idea that was the intention in my heart as Mass began, but He did … and He let me know he heard the prayers of a worried mama’s heart.   

His fanciness reminded me that He is the master planner. He reminded me that He is in charge of all the details. He reminded me that He hears our prayers and answers them in His perfect timing. He reminded me that my job is to love whoever He puts in my path, whenever He puts them there. He taught me that no matter how much I love all my people, He loves them oh, so much more! He also reminded me that I can’t be in two states at once … but HE can. 

A Seed to Plant:

Where do you need some of God’s fanciness, just ask … He’ll hear you! 

Blessings on your day! 

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