Today I felt like Gideon touching the wet and the dry fleece. Like Jim Carrey in Bruce Almighty, asking God for a sign, and getting a whole truck full of them. As if I were trying to decide between two and four, and I decided to roll 100 dice, and every single one came up “four”. Like making two clicks of the Rubik’s cube and watching all the colors line up beautifully.
It was like “all of life was sacramental”. As if God were burning every bush. Like a brilliant playwright was scripting perfect dialogue out of the mouths of every person I met. It’s as if yesterday, I had a ten and a queen, and today I pulled the jack and the king and the ace…and then realized they were all the same suit, and how on earth did I miss that yesterday?
God spoke in the earthquake, God spoke in the fire, God spoke in the huge wind, and God spoke in the still, quiet voice. I heard it all, and I sit here tonight in absolute amazement.
I don’t get to quit my job. 🙂 I am where I am supposed to be. And God is enough.