I've had my share of phone calls that you never want to get. "You have cancer." "Your father has died." "Mom, I've been in an accident". But I never expected or really prepared myself for this particular call.
"Mom, we have an active shooter on campus and we've been told to shelter in place."
Momentarily struck dumb, frozen in place, relief that I was hearing her voice while at the same time, filling with terror. I think that's the right word for it, terrifying.
Even with all I've been through, I haven't felt it much. This was my child, my baby no less. She's five states away. Feeling helpless would be an understatement.
"So you're a pray-er", you say. "Of course you can pray."
And that thought is immediate, but what came out was unintelligible. Forming words was not an option. Except for the three I say many, many times a day, "I trust Jesus".
I open my IPad and search for a live streaming Baltimore news station.
"I trust Jesus". Breathe.
"I trust Jesus". Remember to breathe.
Then phone calls from one boy after another, Luke, then Matt, then Luke and Logan, then Matt again, all thinking that this mama could be halfway to heaven with this kind of stress.
Meanwhile, they're staying close to their baby sister. Oh, thank You, for the ease of communication in this day. We never lost touch with each other.
Three hours in a room she waited, after much drama to even get to that location (hunkering down in a room with five girls, table pushed in front of the door, blinds closed, whispered prayers until the police moved them to the hope of safety).
And finally, all clear. It was a pellet gun and a boy thinking trying to hunt in the woods near campus would be a good idea. I will spare you my knowledge on how the male brain develops, but I can almost assure you he was a freshman, ah, maybe even a sophomore.
My word for this year is stretch. I've had a hard time coming up with what kind of stretch this was and all I can think of is, unexpected! And I guess, trust. It was definitely a trust stretch.
Stretch your trust today alongside the One worth trusting,