A Visit and a Lesson Learned

My sister, Stephanie, had a 12 hour layover (from 8 pm to 8 am) in Detroit on her way from Cancun to her home in Phoenix. (Who determines flight plans anyway?) Even though she went miles past her destination, it worked out for us because we got to see her. (It had been more than a year since we saw her for her wedding.)

In anticipation of her visit, I altered the boys nap schedules and assumed that I would be waking them up for a couple of hours to visit between 10 pm and midnight. Frankly, I wasn't too excited about that or waking up at 6 am to get her back to the airport. So, I told Jackson that he would have to help me convince her to switch her flight. Then, Jackson asked me to be quiet and I knew that I was in trouble. After my mandated silence I asked him what he was doing. His answer? Praying that Stephanie could stay longer. I was pretty sure that switching a flight would be expensive and I knew it that the likelihood of this plan working out was VERY slim. I, then, told Jackson not to be upset if Heavenly Father didn't answer his prayer because "He is really busy helping all of the people in Haiti and their needs are more important right now." Huh? Where was my faith?

Needless to say, Stephanie was able to switch to a later flight and without paying a dime. And so, Aunt Stephanie was able to spend some time with us and meet her newest nephew, Grant. Not only did we have a fun 23 hours with Stephanie, but my sweet little boy learned that prayers are answered. And his mom learned A LOT about being faithful.