We had a little adventure today - I took my van for a car wash and got a little more than I bargained for.
Gregory loved the swishing, spraying of water and all of the cool things that happen in car washes. He kept pointing and saying "Dooo!" - That's what we usually get out of him.
Afterwards our wash included a vacuum and several other things I hadn't realized were included.
I left my purse on the front seat with the keys as the kids and I stood by the van to watch the guy cleaning it. I figured it would only take a few minutes and we'd be on our way so why pull my purse out.
Well, the guy accidentally locked the car and shut all of the doors.
And we were stuck! And for a while I wasn't sure what they were going to do. (Several different guys from the car wash came and tried all 4 doors - just in case we had missed one.)
Finally, they asked us to sit in their waiting room while they called the owner and then a locksmith.
Usually this kind of thing would have really flustered me. All of our plans for the morning were completely thrown off. We hadn't had breakfast yet and tons of thoughts could have been racing through my head, working me up to be upset.
But I've really been praying for patience lately and the grace was there just for me to sink into. The kids and I sat in the waiting room, and played with odd pieces of toys in their toy basket and charming the folks who were legitimately waiting for their cars to be detailed. It was actually quite painless.
I felt like it was a trial run for when my patience will be tested in bigger ways - like when I have important things to do, not just errands, or a less flexible schedule with a bigger mishap. And I am so thankful that in the world of grace and growing in virtue we have little trials and big ones so we can develop little by little until we can take the big trials. And even if we fail there will be many more opportunities to try again.