Do you ever feel like God gives you the little things just to show you how much He loves you and cares about the details of your life?
I remember once when I was in college; I had just flown back to Southern California from a trip and a friend picked me up from the airport and took me straight to school so I could make my morning class. It was a long day of classes for me and the afternoon held my lifeguard training course. As I ran from class to class I realized that my friend had all my luggage in his car and I needed my contacts to put in before getting into the pool. On such an early morning flight, I opted to wear my glasses on the plane and would change later. As I was walking down to the pool I figured that I’d have to tell the coach I couldn’t swim because I didn’t have my contacts (mind you, this was before cell phones, so I couldn’t just call my friend and ask him to bring me my contacts).
As I walked down the hill my friend drove up next to me, rolled down his window and said that God must love me a lot to care about the little details of my life because as he sat at home, he felt that God told him to bring me my contacts! I don’t know what shocked me more – that he actually found me on our college campus at the perfect time, or that God spoke to him about my contacts!
I’ll never forget that. It was a huge reminder that God knows me intimately. He knows all my needs from the big ones to the little, seemingly insignificant ones. I am known and I am loved.
This story came flooding back to me yesterday on my girls’ 6th birthday. Although the party is coming this Saturday, I wanted to get photos of them on their birthday wearing something special and I really wanted rainbow balloons in the pictures. Why? I don’t know! I get these crazy ideas and they eat me up! The afternoon was wearing on and I knew I wasn’t going to get to do the photos of the girls and it just wouldn’t be the same if I took them the day after because it wouldn’t be their birthday anymore (I fixate on these little details which is another reason why I struggle with anxiety – great!). At about 4:45pm, my girls started opening a package shipped to us from some dear friends in Tennessee . As they tore into the gifts, our doorbell rang. The neighbors brought the girls a bouquet of rainbow balloons! I think I was more excited than they were! And the gifts they were opening… none other than these amazing shirts that their sweet Auntie Gretchie made them.
Could this be more perfect?
I just chuckled and gave God a little wink, “You know me so well and love me more that I can even understand. Thank you.”
EL RO-I "God sees me"
ReplyDeleteSo sweet. The details, I mean.
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