On a normal morning I leave for work by the side door. I put on my shoes and take my lunch, my coffee and all needed necessities with me.
This morning I went to the side door. My work shoes were not there. That’s odd. A few minutes delayed to remember I came home through the front door and kicked off my shoes there. I never come in through the front door. Except for yesterday.
I left. I came back in. My sunglasses were not in my hand or my lunch bag. A few minutes waiting while Husband ran through the house (so I didn’t have to take off my shoes and risk losing them again) to get my sun glasses from my workout bag where I left them. I always keep my sunglasses in my lunch bag. Or on the dash of my car.
I walk back out. Crap! No coffee. I turn around, Husband is watching me. Likely wondering if I will ever leave so he can go on his bike ride. He meets me at the door. I say “coffee” and he grabs it from the counter where I leave it every morning and “usually” don’t forget it.
Am I ever going to leave and get to work? For me getting to work on time actually means getting there early.
Very early if possible.
As I got in the car and finally started driving to work it occurred to me.
All of these “inconveniences”? Not inconveniences at all.
Had I gotten out of the door at the exact moment I had first attempted, I would of gotten out too early. Earlier than I was suppose to.
If I had gotten “out” when I tried, something else would have happened.
These inconveniences were not inconveniences. They were purposely placed time detours to make sure I stayed on the path I was suppose to stay on. Something was watching out for me. Keeping me where I was suppose to be, until I was suppose to be somewhere else.
Call it what you will. My father playing practical jokes? My guardian angel redirecting me, away from harm?
It occurred to me, that I would rather believe this, than get mad because I am running late. I believe. And I take great joy from believing.
Being redirected by love above feels a whole lot better than being mad because I am running late.
Who ever it was, thank you!