An enthusiastic tug yanks the side of my dress. My daughter’s church-ready curls now fall from the weight of humidity. As we wait, a question sprays out from in between two missing teeth. With a slight yet endearing lisp she asks, “Mommy, who are we waiting for?” I reply, “A friend of mine, a very sweet lady.”
With twinkling light brown eyes she continues, “Do I know her?”
“No sweetie, but mama knows her.” I continue as more explanation is required. “Well, I’ve never actually met her but I know her.”
More questions speed race over her face. “You’ve never met her, but you like her?”
It’s as if time stood still for a moment.
I lift my hand to shade my eyes from a sudden burst of sunlight peeking through the clouds. God interrupts my thoughts. He paints the canvas of my heart with these words,
“You love him even though you have never seen him. Though you do not see him now, you trust him; and you rejoice with a glorious, inexpressible joy. 9 The reward for trusting him will be the salvation of your souls,” (1 Peter 1:8-9, NLT).
I am so amazed.
The week before I entered the throne room of grace with one simple request. I prayed, “God, help me to see you more clearly this week. God, help me to hear from you daily. God, please inscribe your truth across my heart so that I can know you more today.
Isn’t it amazing when we live with the expectation of seeing God, we will absolutely notice his Holy movement in the midst of the mundane?
I saw God that day waiting in the Michaels Craft Store parking lot. It doesn’t get more “mundane” than that!
Thank you, sweet Debbie, for visiting us in little ol’ Reno last Sunday. You truly blessed me (and my girls) with your sweet spirit and graciousness.Visit Miss Debbie at http://writin4him.blogspot.com
This post was written in response to Bonnie Gray's Thursday Jam.