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I was running late to church that day and I still had go by and pick up my daughter Julie at her house. I wanted to look extra nice because I had to teach the Sunday school class that day. I don’t remember what the lesson was; I think it was how do you know if you are doing the will of God. You need to persevere so that when you have done the will of God, you will receive what he has promised [Hebrews 10:36].

So I had curled and styled my hair and put on my most attractive dress. I parked on the street and ran up the driveway and sidewalk to the house, and brought Julie out in her wheelchair. I hurried her down the drive and started to open the passenger door for Julie, and popped the trunk of the car so I could put the wheelchair in after I got her in the car. Just when Julie sat down on the car seat in front, I felt drops of rain or water on my back and head. The lawn sprinklers had come on and began to drench me all over!

Julie cried, “Mom, don’t let my wheelchair get wet!”

I yelled, “The wheelchair? What about me?”

I struggled with the wheelchair to fold it up and tried to lift it in the trunk; all the while the sprinkler kept pouring over my nicely coifed hair and pretty new dress!

Finally, I got the wheelchair in and I slammed the trunk shut, and got in the car beside Julie! I looked like a drowned cat, as I felt my sopping wet hair and looked down at my dress that was soaking wet. Julie asked if I was okay. I told her I didn’t know, all I knew was that my pretty hairdo was a sopping mess and so was my dress!

What was I going to do? I was supposed to teach the class. I sure didn’t want to go in looking like I did, soaked to the skin and my hair and clothes all dripping wet.

Then the thought came to me: I didn’t care what people thought. I cared about what the Bible lesson was about. So I decided to go on to Sunday school.

When we got to the church, I hauled the wet wheelchair out of the car, wiped it dry with some Kleenex, and pushed Julie in the building. After all, she didn’t want to sit in a wet wheelchair! We went in the room just a few minutes late, and all the people turned and stared at me, not saying a word.

I went before the class and said, “I know I look a mess, but I had a little problem this morning on the way to church!”

I told them the story of the sprinkler attacking me. I said I started not to even come, but I think God said I had to come, because the lesson was not about me, it was about God’s will. Everyone laughed so hard some almost fell out of their chairs. Then I began to teach the lesson about doing the will of God. I am sure I got their attention that morning! Maybe God will give me some stars in my crown when I get to heaven! I am sure I was a pretty sight up there in front of the class, looking like a poor drowned rabbit!

Lois Zook Wauson is the oldest of eight children who grew up on a farm in Wilson County in the mid-20th century. After many years living in other parts of Texas, she now lives and writes in Floresville. Her two books are available from the Wilson County News office. Email her at loiswauson@yahoo.com.
 

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