could GODLY women possibly still exist?

Last night, my boy K and his girl, myself, and a friend of mine went out for laser tag and dinner at BURGER KING. On the way back something happened that has really been on replay in my mind.

We were listening to a comedy CD of mine. And though the guy was pretty funny-he did use quite a bit of obscene language. We were in heavy traffic and the road was beginning to merge, which means we had to get over. In attempting to do so the guy who we tried to get in front of refused to allow it, it was as if he would rather hit the car in front of him than let us in! We both thought this was comical, but quickly thought to return the favor. I quickly got behind him and moved to the other side, where I would find myself in the position to cut him off. We could have died laughing as we raised our hands out of the window to wave back at him, but the laughter would last long. Seconds later after the traffic was finally freed we noticed that though there was plenty of room on the road, he would remain rather close behind me. Though I dismissed the idea of him doing anything irrational out of rage or what have you, she, on the contrary, grew somewhat frightened at the situation. And this is where things got…different.

She immediately turned down the radio and went into prayer…prayer! Who does that? With three people in the car, people that she doesn’t really know, she turned down the radio, and without shame, prayed aloud to God for protection. While usually people would bow their head or turn to the side and say a silent prayer, or even say it aloud in a playful manner-she was serious, and again, without shame. At first thought, I saw it as  a little weird and perhaps too much of something for a little of nothing, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I could have possibly been sitting next to the makings a woman like those that society fails to manufacture any more.  I’m talking about those faithful old souls like my grandmother who truly believes that everything will be okay by God, that prayer and faith will carry us through everything, and not just saying but actually living up to those words.  Like the country kin of  an old friend who won’t even eat a potato chip without praying for it. She reminded me of my mother, who in no matter what how bad the situation, always says, God knows what he is doing and he is going to make it alright.

And by the way, as soon as she finished praying the car left. Now I don’t know if it was her prayer that moved him, or just coincidence, but I do know that I saw the God in her at that moment-and how rare do you see that? In men or women?

 I know you must be thinking, all this he got from this small incident? And yes, I did get all this from that small incident because most of us won’t even do that. Because even in the face of danger we are too afraid or ashamed to let other people hear us cry out to him. We halfway praise him in the confines of church once a week, say our prayers on the way to bed, call ourselves Christians, and forget about him until sunday. How much heart do we really have for God? That’s what I am questioning, do we have enough to let it be known, I mean really known, outside of the church?

But back to the topic at hand-

There was also another situation wherein we were having a conversation about a particular story in the bible. In order to clarify some things, she called her pastor’s wife. The pastor’s wife?  It was eleven O’clock in the evening! I can’t even call my people that late lol, and this young lady has the type of relationship with the pastor’s wife that she CAN call that late. I could be making too much out of this, but I must say I thought that was absolutely beautiful. She didn’t call her girl, nor a homeboy, not even her own mom and dad-rather she elected to call  on the wife of her ministry’s man of God, beautiful. How farther along would we be in life if we called on the right people for answers, instead of people who don’t have a clue, who just base their suggestions on assumptions and defectively constructed ideas. I’ve always maintained the idea that the wisest thing a young person can do is to pick out wise people to take advice from, and then follow it.

In the end, this woman inspires me. She inspires me to get back to where I need to be with God. She challenges me in every conversation, forcing me to get back in the word. And I thank God for placing her in my life, even if for only a moment.

Are there still some old time religious women out there? Some proverbs 31:10-31 women? I certainly didn’t thing so but…Maybe.