“Where are we going?” Our granddaughter asks.
“Just get in the car and you’ll find out.” my husband responds.
“Why? Where are we going?” Arianna insists.
“Just trust me, you will like it.”
“But Papa, I want to know where we are going. Is it the mall or the grocery store?”
“I’m not going to tell you. Just trust me. It’s a surprise! Don’t ruin it.”
“I want to know. I need to know!”
“You need to be patient.”
“I can’t, Papa. I can’t!”
And so the conversation continued all the way to Dairy Queen. Arianna was rewarded even though she wasn’t patient, demanded to know, and didn’t quietly trust. Her Papa rewarded her with one of her favorite treats, not because of her quiet obedience, but because she is his granddaughter and he delights to surprise her with good things.
I was reminded of this episode when we found ourselves in the middle of a housing crisis.
While looking for a home on short notice we encountered several slammed doors. A couple offers slipped through our fingers. We prayed again and again.
“Where do you want us, Lord?”
Almost as clear as day I heard Him say.
“Just trust me, it’s a surprise.” (We were not amused.)
Funny how God uses our own words to pierce our heart.
…”In repentance and rest you shall be saved, In quietness and trust is your strength.” But you were not willing…Therefore the Lord longs to be gracious to you, And therefore He waits on high to have compassion on you…He will surely be gracious to you at the sound of your cry; when He hears it, He will answer you.” Isaiah 30:15, 18, 19