There were all sorts of things to do and see, experiencing the culture of Japan. I took our three youngest kids, Hannah, John, and Tricia, and we went with a couple good friends of ours.
Of course, one of the first things we all absolutely had to do was visit the restroom in the basement of the museum. No trip is complete without a bathroom break, right?
So we're all on first floor, waiting for the elevator. (Stairs? What are stairs?)
Elevator doors open - a sea of people flood out - John darts inside now empty elevator - doors close.
No, I did not skip a line. People were in front of me, I can only move so fast after all, and the nine year old is like lightning.
Of course now, with John in the elevator, and me NOT in the elevator, I didn't want to go running up and down the stairs in case he just rode the car back down to the first floor. That would make sense, right?
Who knows what goes on in a 9 year old's head though, so I spent the next five minutes watching the counter on the elevator go down to the basement, and travel all the way up to floor five, and then back down to our floor again, hoping the child would stay on the car and not shoot out as soon as the doors opened.
That was just one of the adventures we had that day.
Again, it made me think of how we are with God. We dart ahead of God, not waiting for Him to tell us it's time, sometimes not even looking at Him to see if He's waiting to give instructions.
Then we find ourselves alone on an elevator car, the doors opening and admitting all sorts of people, things, events, into our life that we don't know how to handle now - because we went on ahead without God.
Thankfully, God's arm isn't limited by things like steel elevator walls, and crowds of people between us. All we have to do is stop and cry out to Him, and there He is again. He's never more than a prayer away.
Don't try to outGod God.