For the first time in years I missed VBS week at our church. My favorite part of this special week is asking the children, “Where did you see God today?” Their answers are displayed across tables, pinned to bulletin boards for Open House, later to become part of a proud parent’s fridge gallery.
If I asked you, what would you draw? Where do you see God in the everyday-ness?
My God-sightings are logged in stacks of journals, a faith-safe of stored gems. Recorded miraculous moments when God showed up quietly. So majestically. They become God-starings, when I can’t take my eyes off of Him, recognizing the holy.
Most of the time we’re too busy to notice His work in our daily lives. Sometimes we need to trip over a burning bush to spot a God moment. It may be when we realize we got safely from point A to point B, but then ego and coincidence may become our sighting.
This week I attended the Greater Philly Christian Writers Conference. Always a busy schedule. But, in the middle of the madness, I made a mental log of sightings . . . in past friendships of those who leave tracks heart-deep, within classrooms where instructors share knowledge to help another learn to do their best, and most evidently in the director’s tireless energy and compassion to encourage everyone to write His answer and publish the good news to a needy world.
A few grace interruptions took me to the place of just sitting-sighting-staring at the things that show up hidden quietly by the duck pond. The divine meeting with the One whose image becomes vivid when we spend time with Him.
Direction becomes clear after conversation with Deity.
Remember Elvis sightings? Billions thought they saw him everywhere . . . the “king” who wasn’t coming back. We need to keep our eyes set on the King who definitely is coming back, and look for Him everywhere . . . until He does.
Keep a God-file and write down where you witness goodness – I’d love to hear . . .