Posted by Deborah Elum

As I drove my truck into the parking lot of the local grocery store, I had an unction from the Holy Spirit. A “Wait Here, Please,” moment. So, I just stopped. Glad I did because, all of a sudden, a driver that had been parked, backed out of a parking space very fast. Apparently, he was in a big hurry.

So much so that, he backed his brand new truck right into a shopping cart that was a few feet behind him. When he hit it, it did not move As I drove my truck into the parking lot of the local grocery store, I had an unction from the Holy Spirit. A “Wait Here, Please,” moment. So, I just stopped. Glad I did because, all of a sudden, a driver that had been parked, backed out of a parking space very fast. Apparently, he was in a big hurry.

So much so that, he backed his brand new truck right into a shopping cart that was a few feet behind him. When he hit it, it did not move because it was parked along a high cement curve. He hit it so hard that it made a loud noise. Oooh, I knew at that moment, there was a big dent somewhere in his fender. He knew it too!

To take out his frustration, he cut right in front of me and drove off very quickly. Apparently, he still did not learn his lesson.

When a person is headed in the wrong direction and backing up in life, they are going too fast to heed the warning. But the truth still remains that we have to continue to pray for them.

Whether it is a love one, friend, neighbor or co-worker, do not give up trying to warn them. If they do not listen, your part is to keep praying and believing that they will slow down long enough to have their own, “Wait Here, Please,” moments in life. Until they do, give them space because the next shopping cart might be you.

In James 5:19-20 (NIV) it says:

19 My brothers and sisters, if one of you should wander from the truth and someone should bring that person back,

20 remember this: Whoever turns a sinner from the error of their way will save them from death and cover over a multitude of sins.

I really did feel bad for the guy. Prayfully, it was not someone else’s truck that he was driving.

Deb