Not My Time

I was slowed down while running errands.

I was following a school bus.

I had a moment of “ugh, this is going to take longer than I thought,” quickly followed by, “It sure has been a long time since I’ve been behind a school bus!”

I live in an area where very few schools are in session full time. My town’s public schools opted for remote learning to begin the school year. They tried to move to hybrid a couple months ago, but it was at the height of another COVID spike, and they only lasted a week. Now they’re trying again, and I was content to stay behind that bus. It was good to see it back on the road. I followed at a generous distance, and each time it stopped, I took a moment to pray—for the students, bus driver, teachers, and families who would welcome them home as they adjust yet again to a new routine.

Our delays aren’t just about us. They can be opportunities and reminders. I was thankful for the opportunity to pray and the reminder that each person’s daily routine is filled with challenges, concerns, and changes. Let’s be patient with each other.