[The following is a slightly reworked reprint of my post of December 6, 2017.]
Here's a wonderment...it is those times when things seem at sixes and sevens in my life, and fear whispers maybe I've been wrong all along, there really is no God-power protecting me, no God at my back, that an ever-so-small something happens that shines a light on my bleak...and I am returned to peace.
Just this morning, for instance, I was gifted with a miracle, ever so small...teeny...in appearance, which I hope will be my guide from now.
I've been caught up in I See Me (that's knowing better and doing it anyway), and this morning my mind hopped on its what-to-do-what-to-do tricycle. Just as it was nearing top speed, I brushed by a shelf, and my main credit card fell out of I know not where. I had no idea I'd misplaced it. I do know I would have been half crazed if it hadn't found me first. Most important: God knew all that before I did.
I was lifted out of my own self-absorbed cycle by a fulfilled need I wasn't even aware of yet. It wasn't a reasoning-mind answered prayer, it was my unknown need that God answered.
The Father knows our needs. And there are no teeny miracles.
Thank you
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