I love knowing I live in an amazing country that celebrates life and personal freedom in such a way that I can choose what I want to BE every day. I can wake up with a smile and see all that God has done to make the world a good place for me, or I can groan and grumble my way out of bed and miss every opportunity to live in gracious abundance.
What do I want to be? One of the things I want to be is alert. Yes, I want to see things. I want to see the blessings that come tumbling in even when I least expect or deserve them. I want to be alert to the needs of others. I want to be alert to my own foibles so I know what I can work on to do a little bit better from here. I want to have”eyes to see” as Jesus once put it. Yes, this alert thing is already fun as I look at the ways God is in the details of my life.
A day or two ago, my husband and I were talking about how expensive the razor blades are for his shaver. He said he tries to use his old blades as long as possible to get the most use out of them. I made some off-hand remark that I was sure God did not want him to cut up his handsome face. Yesterday, he stopped by the pharmacy and as he was checking out, he discovered that he’d gotten an instant rebate check for $4.00. As he scrolled down the receipt, he also saw that he had gotten a coupon for $4.00 off, yes, razor blades! So, he went back to that department and picked up the much needed blades that were now $8.00 less than when he walked in the store. The God of details had responded.
For my own part, I’ve been praying that God would bless me with more opportunities to speak to women’s groups. This week I received a phone call from a church to speak at their Mother’s Day lunch in May. I was delighted. The God of details had answered again. This time it was even more than I could have imagined, since the church is one I’ve attended in the past and one where I have friends to come and encourage me. Even more though is that the woman who asked me to speak had no idea that I recently contracted a new book that I’m writing now. The book is called, “Every Day Is Mother’s Day!” Now isn’t that an answer to prayer!
So, my friends, let’s be alert to the little things that make today extraordinary. Let’s be grateful for the chance we have to choose who we want to be every day.