So… I went to Disneyworld with two of my roommates (The Third Floor Thugs) and my delightful sister Kathryn. Insanity. So much favor. Here’s the story: (WORTH READING)
The night before, we stayed with Laura’s grandparents and couldn’t decide the order of parks to go in (1st world problem!). In the car on the way there, I prayed about it, and Magic Kingdom was the immediate answer. I just felt it, though logically I was thinking we should do that one last. But I doubtfully suggested it, and we went. After driving 600+ miles full of sleeping in awkward positions, watching sunrises, Jesus talk, and doing the Wop, pumped to be at Disney, we get to the ticket gate and…
NONE OF THE TICKETS WORKED BUT MINE.
You see, we had gotten them from a friend of Laura’s grandfather, and the ticket man told the three of them after I’d already successfully entered that theirs had already been used. He had many tickets, but they were back in Jacksonville, over 2 hours away. So, holding back tears, the four of us tried to stay calm as we saw our day of Disney fun crash before us. Haley and Kathryn definitely kept me calm and prayerful the whole time as Laura made phone calls. We stood in line to ask a Disney employee, when one approached us. After telling her the whole story, the woman smiled and said, “Okay just let me know if I can help you in any way.” …and walked away.
Are you kidding me? We were flabbergasted. A few minutes later the same woman walked by and we asked her if we could use the ticket numbers if we didn’t have copies, and she said no. After much debate, we decided to try and get the tickets faxed to Orlando and try to come back the next day; we’d already lost 2 hours and didn’t know how many more it would take. So we stood in line to see if we could transfer my ticket to the next day.
As we stood at the window filling out paperwork, the roommates and Kat discussed the situation, and Haley said “if only we could just give them the numbers and let us get tickets!” The lady behind the window heard, and she said, “You can!”
DAY TURNED AROUND. She proceeded to get the ticket numbers from Laura (all of the remaining tickets worked) and also gave us 2 fast passes each for Magic Kingdom, saving us the 2 hours we lost. AND one free ice cream coupon each. WHAT?? We were literally dancing and yelling.
People, this doesn’t just happen. Our Dad was thinking about us.
Absolutely thrilled and delighting in the Lord, we decided that since the crowds were getting rough we should go to Animal Kingdom first after all. As I was taking a picture of the three of my Disney buddies inside the park, a hurried mother interrupted me, grabbed my hand, and told me that she couldn’t use ‘these’ and had to leave. Before I could comprehend the situation, she was gone, and we had enough fast passes to the two rides that we came to Animal Kingdom for. Another 2 hours, saved. A God that didn’t have to do any of that, but looooves his kids SO much. It was such an insane day. And little things, like not having to wait for any of the busses (that only came every 20 min) or bathrooms being swarmed as we left them were signs that made our favor even clearer. God LOVES us.
I really feel like he told us all day how special we are to him. This is very much NOT to say that he likes us more than people who had to wait in lines etc, or that we should always expect this type of favor or else something is wrong. I think that he simply chose this time to pour out the love that a perfect dad has for his little kids, and he wanted to make it clear.
I am so grateful. So tired, but grateful.
Ah, tumblr. I miss you, I need to do this more often :)
Yahweh, the more I read your word, often in doubt and skepticism, the more you prove that you are constant and real. My soul magnifies you.
“People were created to be loved, things were created to be used; the reason why the world is in chaos right now is because things are being loved, and people are being used.” — Unknown