Being the Instrument!

Last Friday was a horrible day at work. My entire day was spent on the phone with APS (adult protective services) and the state, filing a report that should never have been filed. Without breaking too many privacy laws - a complaint was made against an attendant when the family was already aware of the problem and knew way more than the attendant ever could have. Anyways...there are rules to be followed when you file one of these reports - an important one being that it has to be filed within twenty-four hours - and here it was Friday evening.

I began faxing my report at 4:40 pm and by 5:00 pm the fax number was still busy. 5:10 - still busy. I called my supervisor - whining just a little bit - about the fact that the fax number was still busy and I had been trying to fax for thirty minutes. She was going to be in the office the next morning and said she would send it then, but there was that danger that it may not go through before the twenty-four hour mark. They are pretty strict about that - the fines are pretty stiff if the report is not filed just right.

5:15 pm finds me praying for this fax to go through. I explained to Heavenly Father that I had a time line that had to be followed - AND - I wanted to go home :(

At 5:20...the fax went through! This time - a prayer of thanks! At 5:21 I get a call on my cell phone. It's my friend Trudy. We work together and also I'm her visiting teacher. She is just up the road out of gas. I have the opportunity to serve. I pick her up, we get the gas, her truck is running, and she's able to get home.

Coincidence? Luck? I don't think so. It's an amazing experience to be the instrument in Heavenly Father's hands. I'm thankful my fax took forty minutes to go through. I'm thankful I was at the office instead of at home just when Trudy's truck ran out of gas. Wow!