I love finding the God of my understanding in the little things. It's eye-popping obvious when he shows up in the big things, but I have to stay aware to recognize him in the little ones. Today, for instance, I caught his presence in this Tablet's wallpaper...which is a picture of my little dog Ruckus.
Sidebar: I didn't even know this thing had a camera, so when my friend was working on my PC and I was fiddling with the Tablet, Ruckus's face popped up on my screen. My friend had to tell me that I had gotten into camera mode.
Yesterday, I was fiddling again, and I find the picture. Apparently I again did something (it just takes an unintentional drag of an unknowing finger for this thing to run wild all on its own), because when I shut down, there's Ruckus's precious face right on the screen. I loved it, and I thought it was too bad I didn't know how I'd done it.
This morning I opened my Tablet, and there's my boy! It gave me such a jolt of joy because I hadn't realized it was there permanently (or until an unintentional, etc.). That joy-jolt told me...ah-ha! God's fingerprints are on this. And we all three, God, Ruckus and I, hugged and giggled and grinned.
There's the glorious freedom of having a God of my own understanding... for this is the kind of story that the rigid, righteous and right would pooh-pooh, claiming God doesn't wash windows nor does he play with Tablets. But mine does...and I'll bet Pope Francis would agree with me.
Thank you.
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