Last weekend the Putmans punched what my husband calls our crazy card. We left Thursday afternoon at 1 p.m., drove to Jekyll Island, Georgia — a 14 hour drive for those keeping track, and arrived at 1 p.m. on Friday. Then we left Sunday night and arrived home at 1 a.m. Tuesday morning.
But what you do when life is as scheduled — dare I say over-scheduled — as ours.
What does this to do with finding God in the details?
As we drove home late Monday night, we passed the Henryville, Indiana exit. An exit that was blocked with barricades and a state patrol car. Trees were uprooted along the Interstate — even with the few I could see in the dark, my heart broke again for those wiped out by the storm.
Then it hit me. We could have been in the middle of the storm. If we’d left at 1 p.m. on Friday like we’d discussed, then we would have hit southern Indiana as the storm gathered its fury. And then I wondered: how many stories like that will we hear? Moments, decisions, actions that changed outcomes. Now, in our situation, I don’t think that decision was earth-shattering, but it did make our trip much smoother. We sat out tornado warnings in a comfortable house on Jekyll Island rather than dodging through the system on Friday.
Again I’m reminded that God is active in our lives. I wonder how very many times He’s moving and influencing and we just don’t recognize His presence. My prayer is that my eyes would be open more and more to see those intersections.
Even as I pray about how to help the communities affected by the storm. While I may not understand why things happen the way they do, I’m increasingly aware of the way God is in the details. How have you seen God move in or intersect your life lately?