Monday, January 17, 2011

A Prick and a Prod

I got the opportunity to spend Friday and Saturday with some pretty great preacher's wives. You know how I love being a preacher's wife and how I love other women that are. Getting to spend some time with some I had had only emailed back and forth was a joy.

On my way home I had some prayer time for my children. Don't you just love being alone in your car, playing Klove, or other Christian music and praying? It doesn't happen very often for me, but I am so glad when it does.

Anyway, I was praying for my kids. I prayed specifically that God would prick their spirits when sin entered their lives. I had spoken to someone a bit older than me about being around people that didn't have the same values as she did and how she felt a prick in her spirit that reminded her that the situation was one that God was not in.

I told her I thought it was cool that God would still prick the hearts of those of us that are older. You would think that by now, at our ages, mine being 40 (thank you very much), and hers being even older than that, that we wouldn't feel those pricks anymore.

But God is always working. Always. He is a constant, never changing God. Always pricking, poking, prodding, and guiding us along. Isn't He just great??!!

Last night Sam went with the youth group to see a movie. There was no school today, so they were going to the 10:00 movie after church. (This brings up a whole other topic of having to stay up late waiting for the boy to come home. I'm not liking this part very much!) It turns out that although the movie had a rating appropriate for these teenagers, it wasn't appropriate for my son.

He said the language was terrible and he had had all he could take after about an hour and left the theater. He hung out in the lobby until the movie was over.

Now I know some of you are thinking. He needs to get out more. People talk like that all the time. You shelter him too much.

Let me tell you what I'm thinking. I'm thinking that God is answering my prayers. That He chose to answer a prayer I prayed Saturday afternoon at 3:30 on Sunday at 11:00! That He indeed pricked the heart of my son when sin was around him. That God made Himself so real to Samuel that he couldn't stand to be in the same place as that language.

Now, you're right if you are thinking that he doesn't hear those words, or that he is sheltered. He is a bit. Although I'm writing to tell you what happened last night I'm not tooting his horn. If you have read this blog anytime at all you know that I don't write about Samuel that often anymore. Something about being 13 doesn't lend itself to sweet posts about his actions. So, instead of writing something less than stellar, I write nothing.

So, I'm not bragging on Samuel. I'm bragging on God. He is still answering prayers. He is still pricking the hearts of those that will listen to Him.

Are you listening?


kathy said...

What a wonderful boy Samuel is. Not too many boys would get up and leave especially with the youth group there. speaks very good of him.
now about that older person you were speaking of,,i think she probably would get up also. good to know that God keeps up with the old folks too..

His Doorkeeper said...

I not only think this speaks volumes about Samuel but about his parents, his strength in front of his peers and praise to the Lord who gave him that strength! You have every right to be PROUD...especially when it seems almost "everything" is accepted even by "church" kids.
You are doing great as parents and God is going to use your sweet Samuel in an awesome way!

Such a wonderful testimony! Thanks for sharing!

Anonymous said...

What a great post! This gave me goosebumps and made me tear up. You are such a good mom. Thanks for sharing. God is good all the time, all the time God is good :)

Melissa S.