This week I was at my doctor’s office and the procedure there is to produce picture ID with your insurance info. I opened my wallet and there was no driver’s license. While it’s not the end of the world, it does produce a sinking feeling in your stomach. What did I do with it? When was the last time I saw it? Where could it be?
The rest of the day was spent in searching for the thing and as a result, months worth of things that needed my attention were addressed. I was not feeling any particular panic and I was feeling actual gratitude that this event was forcing me to take care of small projects or correspondences that were hanging over my head. Progress was definitely made, but the license was nowhere to be found.
For those who are religious, this story will probably be offensive. For those who do not know God, this story will not make sense. But for those who understand that God is relational, who is someone who likes to engage us in dialog I think you will share my enjoyment of his gentle humor.
My husband was praying this morning to find the license. He was asking God to help him help me find it. He heard a gentle voice in his spirit that said, “Dude, check your wallet.” Like a true son he said, “God, I’m in and out of my wallet all the time. If it were in there I would have seen it.” Again, a gentle nudge told him to check again.
And there it was. We had gone ziplining the week before and I had given him my ID for safekeeping. We’d both forgotten about it. It was a great way to start out our day.
The rest of the day was spent in searching for the thing and as a result, months worth of things that needed my attention were addressed. I was not feeling any particular panic and I was feeling actual gratitude that this event was forcing me to take care of small projects or correspondences that were hanging over my head. Progress was definitely made, but the license was nowhere to be found.
For those who are religious, this story will probably be offensive. For those who do not know God, this story will not make sense. But for those who understand that God is relational, who is someone who likes to engage us in dialog I think you will share my enjoyment of his gentle humor.
My husband was praying this morning to find the license. He was asking God to help him help me find it. He heard a gentle voice in his spirit that said, “Dude, check your wallet.” Like a true son he said, “God, I’m in and out of my wallet all the time. If it were in there I would have seen it.” Again, a gentle nudge told him to check again.
And there it was. We had gone ziplining the week before and I had given him my ID for safekeeping. We’d both forgotten about it. It was a great way to start out our day.
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