If we earnestly seek God, we will find Him. (photo creds go to my sweet mama!)
As I sat down at my keyboard, the day’s exhaustion set in. It hadn’t been a bad day or a particularly stressful one, but it had been busy and I was tired. Do you ever have days like that? Do you have days where nothing fabulous happened, but nothing tragic happened either and you’re grateful, but tired?
Do you ever have those days when you really want to go to bed at 7:00, but you know if you do, you will be up at like 4:00? Yesterday was one of those for me.
I sat at my keyboard and stared at the cursor and pondered what to write. What inspirational story could I share about a personal brush with God?
My dog walked in and put his head in my lap. There was something. Anyone who has ever loved a pet, can testify that they are a daily gift from God. The pleasure that comes from loving a pet can only come from our loving Creator.
I thought about the mamas and daddies at my school, who checked in all day long, wearing Santa hats and volunteering their time to help little ones have a wrapped gift to give to their parents for Christmas. Yep, that was another brush with God.
I thought about the grandmother who brought in a tray full of baked treats into the office, to thank all of us who interact daily with her grandchildren. A grandmother expressing thanks to those who care for her grandchildren was definitely a brush with God.
I thought about our school nurse and our counselor, buzzing around trying to get all of the Secret Santa gifts checked in and placed in the proper spot, so they can be delivered to children who may not otherwise get anything for Christmas, and I knew I had a brush with God.
I thought bout my hubby who happily delivered me and picked me up from work, because my car is in the shop. A happy marriage is a major brush with God.
I thought about my mama and her dozens of texts with me and my sister, attempting to plan the perfect Christmas. A loving family, is without a doubt, a brush with God.
I thought about our family dinner and our discussion about the day’s events and the two children that God has blessed me with and I felt another brush with God.
I realized as I continued to type, that I am never too weary to find God. All it takes is a little quiet time, an open heart and prayer. He has a way of popping up everywhere in the most ordinary places and when I find Him, I’m never too weary to share either. But, then again, He often has that effect on me. I just want to pass it on.
A long, tiring day reminded me. Perhaps you needed reminding too.
Have an awesome day!
Wendy 🙂