And A Little Child Shall Lead Them
by Stephanie Olson, Set Me Free Ministries Co-founder
This past weekend the Set Me Free Ministries' team had the opportunity to minister in Palmer, Kansas. It was a great day of refreshment as we watched the Lord move in a mighty way. But getting to Palmer, Kansas, was an entirely different story.
I had just completed an extremely busy week, and now I had to get ready to leave my family and minister in another city. As much as I love what we do, that part of the job is always a bit difficult.
I had been in a school that morning speaking to a group of high schoolers. My plan was to be out of the house by 2:45 p.m., pick up a few team members, and head off to Kansas. I had told my oldest daughter, Noel, my 12-year-old going on 22, that I would be gone by the time she got home from school. She was then going to babysit her brother and sister until their dad arrived.
But alas, my plans were altered as I struggled to get everything done before I had to leave. I was racing around the house loading our equipment, packing for the weekend, and desperately trying to leave by my new goal time. My original 2:45 goal time had become a distant memory.
Noel arrived home, and I gave her a quick hug as I begged her to help me load the car. She quickly obliged, and when I was finally done, sweat dripping from my brow, I gave her another quick, sweaty hug as I headed toward the door.
Noel looked at me and said, "Mom, stop! I want to pray for you."
I literally stopped in my tracks as I stared at this child who reminded me why I was doing all of this. I had been so busy, so distracted, that I had let go of the most important thing.
She put her hands on my shoulders and started to pray. She prayed for safe travels. She prayed for the women we would be ministering to. She prayed that the Lord would speak through me and the rest of the team. And then she laid her hand on my throat (I had been struggling to get over a cold and throat pain) and prayed for healing. Finally, she prayed for healing for the rest of my body, just in case.
When she was done praying, I stared at this beautiful girl who is clearly growing up to be an amazing woman of God. As I told her how much that meant to me, I gave her a real hug and left my house, knowing that she had just brought the presence of God into the room despite my busyness and chaotic actions.
As I drove, I praised God for her and realized that we so often miss those moments of God's beauty and presence because we are in such a hurry. A friend recently told me that you can only see your reflection in a body of water when the water is still. It often takes stillness in our lives to see our reflection in Christ.
So as you go out into this week, stop and take time to see the beauty of God and enter into His presence. Thank you, Noel, for that beautiful reminder.