Robey Family September 2007
I just recently finished the Bible study, Jonah - Navigating a Life Interrupted by Priscilla Shirer. I have to say that despite the fact that this was the second time through the study (that's what happens when you move...), I loved it. God really used this study once again to reflect on how what could have been perceived as interruptions to my life were actually divine interventions by God to get my attention and focus on Him and Him alone.
I'm still processing much of what God is showing me after this study. I'm afraid that I wouldn't be able to concisely say it here. However, I did think back to a couple of times when it was beyond obvious that God was intervening in my life. One specific event has come to mind over and over again these last few weeks. I thought I'd share it here. I hope and pray that it will touch the heart of someone out there. This happened almost exactly six years ago, but it still brings tears, a rapid heart beat and feelings of awe at God as to how He alone orchestrated the events of that night.
It was the beginning of November 2007. Luke had just turned 2, Hannah was about 10 months old and I was 8 weeks pregnant with Andrew (no one knew I was pregnant except Chris). We had lived in Georgia for about 3-4 months at the point. Chris had just left on his very first deployment as an Air Force pilot. He was scheduled to be gone about 6 weeks if I remember correctly. There is a lot of material our there on what to expect during a deployment and a lot of advice to listen to. All of it it includes the proverbial big-thing-that-will-happen-while-your-husband-is-out-of-town event. I was ready and I was waiting for whatever that event might be...
On Sunday evening, Hannah was sick. As many of you know, there are not many places to take a sick child on a Sunday evening. However, after jumping through all the proper hoops, I was told I could take her to an urgent care that would be open that night. As it turned out, she had an ear infection and we headed home. That was a new place and I really liked it. I was pretty certain the doctor was a Christian. So, Tuesday of the same week rolls around and Luke gets sick later in the day. I again jump through all the proper hoops and request that he be seen by the same doctor Hannah had seen just two days earlier. {God intervention already - I had already seen and felt comfortable with this new, Christian doctor}. I took him in, found out he had strep throat and off we went. This is where God really started intervening on my behalf. When we left the office, I could get his prescription filled at a nearby CVS or I could take it to one closer to our home. I had every intention of taking it to the one closer to our home, but at the very last minute, I crossed 2-3 lanes of traffic and went to the nearby CVS. I don't even remember making the decision to switch. It was as if it it just happened. I dropped of the script, went and got gas while they filled it and went back to pick up the medicine - all within a short distance to the doctor's office. Then, I headed home. I wasn't 1-2 miles down the road when I heard a strange sound from the back seat. I turned around to see Luke in a full blown seizure. Needless to say, I was scared! {If I would have gone to the other CVS, I would have been so much further from any help - God intervention} It's kind of funny the things you think in those situations, but I had some very rational thoughts despite the circumstances. My first thought was to take him right back to the doctor's office because I thought I could get there faster than an ambulance could get to us. My second thought was not to run any red lights. On the outside, I was screaming, but on the inside, I had the most amazing peace in my heart that Luke would indeed be ok. It was a deep down peace that could only come from God. I made it back to the doctor's office without running a red light, locked Hannah in the van (since I now had 2 children to carry) and went inside. The place was empty. I walked in, they took Luke from me and got the doctor who got right to work on him. By the time, we were back to the doctor, it just looked like he was asleep. However, he did have 1-2 more seizures after getting to the doctor. In the meantime, the nurse came and asked about Hannah and retrieved her from the van for me. The doctor worked to get Luke's fever down and I called a friend with the little battery that was left on my phone {God intervention} to come get Hannah. We had known them at pilot training. I just wanted them to take her, but they took her back to our house and put her to bed {Wow! is all I can say about that}. Luke's fever finally came down and I was allowed to bring him home. The next day, this same doctor called to check on Luke on his day off. He then asked me to bring him back in the next day without a referral or appointment because he wanted to see him. He gave him his stamp of approval along with a new set of hotwheel emergency vehicles.
As you can see, God was at work in this. Luke has never had another seizure (the one he had was fever induced). It was very clear to me that God was saying, "I'm going to take care of you." Since then, we've endured another 6-7 deployments many of them longer than 6 weeks and numerous other short term trips. God has always, always taken care of me. In fact, He's done more than that and drawn me closer to Himself during that time. Is this what I would have written for my life? No. However, I can honestly say, that it was a divine intervention that I will never forget.
Life since 2007 has had numerous other interventions. I can think of our move to our current station and the first time I did this study on Jonah. Chris was in the midst of his longest deployment - 90 days. He returned at the beginning of May, we rented our house, bought our current home and were out of our previous house before the end of the May. It was a crazy month, but one only orchestrated by God in His perfect way and His perfect timing.
What is my current intervention? It's probably sending my trio to school this year. This one looks a bit different, but God is at work. It will be exciting to see what He has in store for me in the midst of this.
I'm thankful that God is intervening. I pray that I will draw closer to Him through these moments.














