Standing on the Promises
I walked around the back of the car to get to the pump. And there, on the ground, was a penny. I didn't hesitate, I pulled my phone out of my pocket, took a picture of it, then bent over, picked it up and put it in my car where I could see it while I drove- a reminder "In God we trust."
When I left church today I felt the urge to stop and top off the tank again. Things are stable, but, just in case. I opened the door and there, at my feet was another penny. This time there were people at the pump next to me whom I had kind of made eye contact with. And my phone was in the car. To pick the penny up was one thing, to open the door, grab my phone and take a picture would definitely draw attention to what I was about to do. I did it anyway. I needed the picture, I needed that coin, more than I needed those strangers not think I was weird.
There is one thing I hold on to when life seems crazy, chaotic, out of control. When the "unknown" screams in my ear and tries to usurp my attention and the "what if's" threaten to suck the energy and joy from my life. "In God I trust."
I stood in church this morning, tears streaming down my face, snot gathering in my mask as this hymn was played. It's one of my favorites and was so very appropriate today when standing on anything else would have led to a certain fall.
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