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> MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment
> #4250          Wings Over The Mountains of Life
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> The Rest Stop
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> 
> I spend a lot of time traveling for my job. When driving long
> distances, I have found that the rest stops optimize my time,
> because I can do what I need to do and be quickly back on my way.
> 
> On one particular day recently though, that was not exactly the
> case. It was a MountainWings sort of morning that I will never
> forget.
> 
> The rest area was perfect, easy on and off the freeway, with
> restrooms very close to parking and the coffee machine was right
> by the restroom.
> 
> When I went into the restroom, I noticed an older woman washing
> up over the sink basin, she seemed to be struggling just a bit.
> I said nothing, just tried to mind my business. She began to
> walk out of the restroom just as I was washing my hands. She
> appeared to be somewhat distressed while walking and I saw that
> both of her lower limbs were swollen, mottled and a deep purple
> color.
> 
> Still I tried to mind my business; however, as I watched her
> struggle toward her vehicle, I felt an overwhelming compassion
> come over me. I began to pray for her as I watched her struggle.
> 
> Tears were welling up within me and I felt as if God was telling
> me that he deeply loved her. I also felt I was supposed to let
> her know that; but still, I tried to mind my business.
> 
> I returned to my vehicle and proceeded back toward the freeway.
> I then knew that as I was so busy minding my own business; I was
> forgetting God's business. We are called to be His vessels, not
> self serving vessels; called to share His love in everything we do.
> 
> It was about a mile down the freeway before I found an exit to
> turn back around. I prayed to God that he would give me another
> chance. I prayed that if it was His will for me to speak to
> that woman; that she would still be there when I returned; that
> He would give me the words to say to her.
> 
> When I arrived; the woman was still there. She was sitting in
> the passenger seat of her van with the door propped open. As I
> approached the vehicle I was somewhat nervous, but I knew that
> God would guide my steps.
> 
> I startled her a bit when I walked up and placed my hand on her
> shoulder. I introduced myself and told her that I believed that
> God had wanted me to give her a message.
> 
> He wanted me to tell her that He loved her very much and if she
> would just turn to Him that He would carry her burden.
> 
> As I looked into her eyes, they were filled with tears.
> She kept saying "Thank you, Thank you".
> 
> I then told her that though I did not know if she was ill, that
> God wanted her to trust Him to restore her health.
> 
> I then asked her to pardon the intrusion, but that I felt so
> strongly that I was supposed to deliver this message that I had
> to return after leaving the rest area. She said that she had
> seen me leave earlier so she knew that I had returned.
> 
> As I turned to leave she reached out with both hands to grab mine;
> like a baby grabbing for his mother, and she said with tear
> filled eyes....THANK YOU.
> 
> I said "No, thank God, that He's a God of second chances."
> 
> This was a simple moment, a minor distraction in my schedule;
> but, oh, how I was blessed. My reluctant obedience; my
> disobedience, was used for God's glory. First of all, because I
> had left, then returned, I think that woman believed what I told
> her.
> 
> And secondly, it taught me that even in the sinful nature in me,
> God can work things for His glory. His will will be done.
> I'm just thankful I didn't miss out on being His vessel this time
> 
> ....this MountainWings Moment.
> 
> 
> ~A MountainWings Original by Lezlie Russo, Elk Grove, CA~
> 
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