I was watching something on t.v a few weeks ago, a young child had died and the parents were completely overcome with grief. It really upset me and I began to pray about it, I was praying for those poor parents, nobody should have to lose a child, the pain would be unbearable, I couldn’t even begin to imagine the devastation and the agony.

As I prayed I felt as though God was speaking to me, he was saying he knew the pain, he had felt the pain and he still feels it. He watched his son die on the cross, he watched his son suffer and he watched his son cry out in agony and he knew the pain and still he feels that pain every day. We are God’s children, each one of us is so precious to him, he is our heavenly father and he loves each and every one of us and every time one of us rejects him and turns away from him, he loses a child all over again. What loss he feels and how much he wants each and every one of his children to remain safe in his arms forever.

A few Sundays ago I got up for church, I was feeling lazy and sleepy but I decided I really wanted to go so I rushed my breakfast, ran around like a mad thing and managed to get ready in plenty time. It’s about a twenty minute drive to my church and I got about half way there when I came across a great big road block and a sign saying the road was closed due to flooding and I couldn’t get through. No problem, I thought, I’ll just take a wee diversion. So of I went along a wee side road, no idea where I was heading but I thought it would take me in roughly the right direction....only it didn’t!

I drove for ages and ended up in a village in the complete opposite direction to where I wanted to be. Right, I thought, I’ll find a church here. I had 5 minutes before most of the local services started and I drove around and around getting madder and madder and the only church I came across was a Roman Catholic church. By this point I was so frustrated and I was sitting in my car praying out loud in the most exasperated tone of voice, “Well, I can’t exactly go in there Lord, can I”?

So I admitted defeat and went home, I was so cheesed off and just didn’t get why God didn’t want me to go to church that morning.

When I got home I switched on the t.v and decided to watch a service on the God channel, John Hagee was on so I sat down, still really cheesed off, but thought I’d make the best of a bad situation. As I watched Hubby was sitting in the dining room on the internet, one eye on the computer and one eye on the t.v (like I couldn't’ see him). John Hagee was talking about how God was out healer and suddenly hubby pipes up “yeah he might be our healer but all these things he needs to heal us from he created in the first place”.

Great I thought, how do answer that one, this morning was going from bad to worse! I sat and pondered for a while, really fed up by this point, i felt like kicking something and then suddenly it hit me. Something amazing had just happened and I totally missed it. My husband, who had started of as a complete atheist and then became an agnostic had just acknowledged God as our creator!!!!! This was amazing stuff.

I know God is working in his life but to be honest it was pure faith that gave me that conviction but now here was indisputable truth.

This is why I wasn’t in church that morning, exactly for that moment! I was exactly where God wanted me to be, he wanted me to hear that and he wanted me to know that he was answering my prayers.

It was just perfect.

Sometimes these little inconveniences in our life are the biggest blessing of all and we don’t even know it.