Mark 6:48-49 He saw
his disciples struggling. They were trying to row forward, but the wind was
blowing against them. Very early in the morning, he came to them, walking on
the lake. He intended to pass by them.
When they saw him walking on the lake, they thought he was a ghost and
they screamed.
Sunday afternoon as I backed out of my carport to return to
the church for a meeting I suddenly heard a child’s voice. A little boy, maybe 5 or 6 years old was
jumping around in my driveway! There are
never children in my driveway unless Skye who lives next door comes down with
her parents. The boy ran back up the hill to Skye’s house. I thought that had he been a few feet over I
could have easily hit him. I wasn’t
expecting a child or anything to be behind my car. Several days later as I picked up branches
knocked down by the prior night’s strong winds I spotted an orange object at
the base of my tree. It was an outdoor Christmas tree light bulb. How did it get there in April? We don’t have any like that and it hadn’t
been there before. The next day I
returned home to find a chewed up Styrofoam takeout box (not ours) in my living
room. I determined that this was going to be a week to expect the
unexpected. Over the years I have
observed that the people who are the most likely to have a discernible
experience with the divine are those who expect that to happen. We often don’t see what we are not looking
for. Just as Jesus came toward the
disciples by walking on the water, God comes to us in unexpected ways and at
unexpected times. Turning on our radio enables us to hear the music, likewise experiencing
God often depends on being tuned to Him.
Pray and wait expectantly for an answer.
Gracious and holy God.
We are often amazed that you, the Creator of the universe would speak to
us in such personal ways. Help us to
stay attuned to your presence in our lives.
We ask in the name of the One who came and ministered and died and rose
again in unexpected ways. Amen.
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