A version of this post originally appeared on traciecollier.com, published with permission.
I was in the car waiting for my son to finish up at work when I noticed a woman get out of her car and walk over to a nearby restaurant. She didn’t go in, but waited right outside the door.
I didn’t think anything of it and easily went back to my phone to mindlessly scroll the minutes away.
I sensed God whispering in my ear.
Look again. Pay attention.
When I looked up, I noticed she looked nervous, almost jittery. She still wasn’t going into the restaurant.
You should pray for her.
So, here’s the thing. I didn’t really want to. I wanted to go back to whatever had changed on Twitter in the last minute. I wanted to disengage my brain and get lost in the perfection that is Instagram. So, basically, I wanted to be selfish.
Ashamed of my reaction, I put my phone down and asked God to help her…to calm her down…to see her through whatever was bothering her.
