Today’s guest blogger is my work buddy Tarice Gray. She’s a Guideposts Books editor and loyal member of our Guideposts Prayer Fellowship crew. On Monday, she popped up at my desk to report a small “mysterious ways” she experienced on Sunday. Her tale left me smiling, so I just had to share it with you.
Here’s her “little miracle” story:
On Sunday morning, my pastor began his sermon by reminiscing a bit about a friend he once worked with. The man was kind and loved Jesus, but would overuse, in my pastor’s opinion, the phrase “Would you look at God!”
Pastor preached that most people used the saying to glorify Him after something significant or unexpected happened in their lives, like a good report from the doctor or an out-of-the-blue financial blessing.
But my pastor’s friend used it to celebrate “little things” like discovering a great parking space in a crowded lot or finding an item he wanted on sale. His friend said repeatedly in these times, “Would you look at God!”
Pastor’s response in those moments was that God didn’t care about such minor things. I had to agree. It seemed silly to say “Would you look at God!” because of a good parking space!
“But in hindsight,” Pastor said, “maybe He does care.”
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Later that Sunday, my 7-year-old daughter, Marin, and I went to BJ’s Wholesale Club. The chain is known for two things: never having bags to pack up your purchases and not letting you leave without an employee verifying your receipt. As a result, you can’t just tuck the receipt in your bag or pocket.
We had our receipt punched at the door. Marin held it while I balanced our items in my arms. I asked her to hand the receipt to me so we didn’t lose it, just in case I needed to return something. I’d purchased a pajamas set for Marin and her doll she just had to have, but wasn’t sure if it’d fit.
Just as Marin was about to hand me the receipt, a huge gust of wind blew it out of her hand and across the enormous parking lot into a cluster of debris. It was gone. “Ugh!”
I took a moment to rearrange our items, and we walked to the car. Suddenly, unexpectedly, the wind shifted. Like a small, gentle breath of air. One rectangle piece of paper escaped the cluster of debris, blew in our direction and landed at our feet. I reached down and checked it. I couldn’t believe it–our receipt! What were the chances?
I smiled at my little one and couldn’t help myself as I said to her, “Would you look at God!”
When was the last time you said, “Would you look at God!” Share your story below!
