I am amazed anew at how frequently God meets me right where I am. Most recently, I attended a half day retreat. When I arrived, a substitute speaker and topic were the order of the day. Only afterwards, on my way home, it hit me: His message addressed exactly what I've been wrestling with for weeks.
I believe such serendipities reveal God's love and concern. I have a hunch it happens all the time and I miss the message because I'm preoccupied with what I expect or want.
The prayer of the young Samuel, Speak Lord, your servant is listening, echoes in my thoughts and prayers.
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