Yesterday afternoon I was on my way to a meeting with Lysa when I called my friend Holly from my cell phone. We were talking about where we could meet the next day so I could pick up something she needed me to take to the P31 office. Suddenly our call dropped.
“That’s odd,” I thought. “I’m on the highway and have a great signal.”
Instead of calling her back, I had this odd sense that I should call home to see if I had any messages. It didn’t make sense for me to do that. No one was at home. I was in the middle of a decision with Holly so I should call her right back. I wasn’t expecting a call from anyone and I would be home in an hour or so. But oddly, I called home anyway.
My voice mail said there was one message, left at 1:23pm. I looked at the clock in my car. It was 1:24pm.
“That’s odd,” I thought. “They must have just left a message.”
I pressed “1” to retrieve the message and listened as a thick-southern manly voice tried to explain that he had found a dog with a tag. “It say’s er name is Daisy and she’s got yur phone number on it. ” Then he said something about working in a ditch on a road that is near my house.
My heart started pounding! It was at the corner of a VERY busy intersection with a four lane road and four-way stop light. I tried to drive, listen to the message and frantically write his number on the palm of my hand. Then I heard him say his name, Josh. God’s peace came over me knowing that He had safely led my crazy Daisy into the arms of a man named Josh whose namesake (Joshua) reminds me of God’s promise – that He will be with us wherever we go.
I called Josh back immediately. He told me he was about to go to another job site so I assured ld him I’d be there in 10 minutes. He kindly agreed to wait for me. When I got there Daisy was in his truck looking like she’d gladly go with him if he’d invite her. She’s a beagle so her loyalties lie with whomever is willing to play with her or pet her. I have learned much about redeeming love through this dog, let me tell ya! I was so glad Josh hadn’t taken her up on the offer to become his with her wagging tail and doggy grin.
As I drove home, my heart was overwhelmed with gratitude for God’s timing, God’s protection, and God’s leading in my Spirit. It was Him who had oddly allowed my call to drop. It was Him who oddly lead me to call home to check messages at a time that didn’t make sense. It was Him who lead Daisy to the ditchworker named Josh and Him who taught me a lesson that when things get a little odd, it may just be God!