I am astounded by His ways -- that with all that happens in the world, with all the people He is comforting and ministering to and providing miracles for -- that this same God still finds a way to work intimately into my life.
"What is man that you are mindful of him?
The son of man, that you care for him?"
Today, the Lord met me in a seemingly mundane and ordinary way.
It started when I lost my cell phone.
I'm sure you're familiar with the story. You're sure you only put it one of maybe three places, and you already scoured the areas a mere seventy times. This was my morning. I wasn't unsettled about it--with God's teaching on prayer, I was steady and controlled, praying my way through it. And I knew it would eventually turn up. I lose many things, I pray, and they always pop up. It's been going on since I was a little kid. Some people might say that these prayers are silly prayers, but it's sort of this delightful, childlike connection I have with the Lord. I love it, because I always know He'll have the "item lost" show up.
It's also worthwhile to point out that this morning, I didn't set aside time to spend with God. I kept pushing it aside, waiting, saying I would "do it later," and kept plodding along with my day.
Funny that a cell phone brought me into communion with the Father.
I'm totally amused.
So anyways, I'd been praying all morning-- and had a few people call me multiple times (hurray gchat!), but typical-me had the phone on silent. Finally, I stilled myself completely, threw myself down on the bed, and just rested with God. I asked for an image.
And sure enough, clear as day, an image came into my mind. I knew exactly where my phone was. I didn't even get up to check; I just knew. And so I smiled, and stayed with the Holy Spirit for a few more minutes, reflecting on His glory, on His goodness, and on how He keeps himself involved in every little-tiny-miniscule aspect of our lives.
He loves us, friends.
He loves us so, so much.
And that is a beautiful lesson to learn today. Thank you, Jesus.