Just to Stop and Listen!

This past weekend I had an experience that I wanted to share...

It was last Thursday night, July 2nd, and I was getting ready to leave my house to meet some girlfriends for a movie. As I was walking out to leave, my sweet little girl Mya was chasing me down the hall crying. I yelled out to Jed and asked him to come and grab her so I can leave, but he just told me what I always tell him when the roles are reversed and she is chasing him down the hall when he is trying to leave. He told me, "let her cry and I need to learn to tell her goodbye", (hmmm... that sounds familiar). So I get to the door to go out to the garage and I lean down to hug and kiss her, but instead she screamed and ran away because she knew she wasn't coming for this ride. Although I was sad that I didn't get that hug or kiss, I was running short on time and had to go. I jumped into my Suburban, put the key in the ignition and fired up the engine. I went into reverse, but kept my foot on the brake as I looked in the mirror to fix my earrings. Here's when it gets crazy........ At this point, my earrings are in, my car is on, I am now in reverse, and all I have to do is lift my foot off of the brake to back out of the garage and down my drive way. Right as I was ready to do this, I heard a voice say "LOOK AT THE DOOR!". Before lifting my foot off the brake, I leaned as far over as I could go and looked at the door going from the garage into my house. I was shocked and confused when I saw that the door was WIDE OPEN! I hurry and put my car into park and opened my door to get out, when right then my baby girl came running from behind my Suburban, yelling "Mommy, Mommy!". My heart seriously stopped beating... If I wouldn't have stopped to look at that door, I would have reversed out of my garage and I could have backed up on my little girl! I jumped out of that car and picked her up and gave her one of the LONGEST and HARDEST hugs I have ever given her!

I keep thinking of that moment, all of the "WHAT IFS" and how in that split second my worst nightmare could have came true. I know with all my heart I heard a voice at that very second telling me to look at that door. When I told Jed this, I think he believes me that I heard a voice, but he thinks it was my own voice subconsciously telling myself to look, but I totally disagree. I can't remember the sound of it anymore, whether it was a man's voice or a woman's voice, but I know it was not my own thoughts that were loud enough to stop me. Maybe this is when my religious views come into play, but I truly believe I had an ANGEL in that car with me at that very moment. Maybe it was my Sister, my Grandpa, Grandma Murray, or even my brother-in-law Wedo. Whom ever it was, I know was looking out for my Mya and our family and I thank God for that!

The other day I was telling this story to Jed's mom Vicki, and she said something that truly made sense. She said that " I think it is very possible that we get these messages and can hear these voices, we just don't always take the time to stop and listen!"

"Some things have to be believed to be seen." - Ralph Hodgson

"For we walk by faith, not by sight." -- Corinthians 5:7

"I am one of those who would rather sink with faith than swim without it." -- Stanley Baldwin