Last week was the week of the missing. Every time I turned around
something I wanted had vanished. This has been happening somewhat
more the past few years but last week was something else! Anyway, I
would look and then look again. Finally in exasperation I said to Him,
“God, where is it?” Within minutes of this cry I found the
missing object. This went on every day--even three or four times a
day. It was a crazy busy week and I had not spent much time with my
Papa God. About the fourth day of this I said to Him, “I think You like
it when I have to ask You to show me where the missing item is.
I'm beginning to think that you have set this up so I will talk to You!”
I heard God laugh.
Then I laughed too.
Incredible to think how the Creator of the Universe is interested
in the mundane; that He desires communication with me and the extent
to which He will go so that we stay connected.
AND, I sat down with Him today with an entirely different agenda.
I had no intention of putting this down on paper!