A few weeks ago in our small group we contemplated the question, “Is the Creator of the Universe concerned about the minute details of our lives”? It’s a big question and I’m quick to answer yes. But then I wonder, is He really or am I just so concerned with my life that I assume God must be up in Heaven equally deliberating over weather or not I should wear the brown shoes or the red shoes. Like I said, it’s a big question…thankfully, He’s an even bigger God. I don’t think God is as concerned about the color of my shoes as He is with where I’m going to be walking in those shoes-to serve Him, to minister to a neighbor, to love on my family.
However, I do believe God is in the small things and sometimes He gives a clear sign that say’s “I’m here and I’m listening and if it’s important to you, it’s important to me”. Last night I decided to make a chicken spaghetti dish for a sweet family who is in my small group. They are moving this weekend and she is super pregnant. I went to the grocery while I did not have the 9 month old baby who hates to shop with me. When I got home I realized I had forgotten the bell pepper. Now my husband quickly encouraged me to just forget about the pepper. But I promise you, it is not the same…it NEEDS the bell pepper. I began to contemplate when I could get the pepper…I had my ladies Bible study in the am and then I needed to prepare the dish. I could get the pepper on the way home, but Sam falls asleep and so waking him up to go in the store..blah, blah, blah…you mom’s get it…a nightmare. I went to bed thinking about the pepper and I woke up thinking about the pepper.
When I walked into my ladies Bible Study, a large room with probably 25 big round tables, all covered in white table clothes – I kid you not…there was one table in the middle that stood out…almost like it had a light from Heaven shining down on it. At each place setting at the table was one perfectly perfect bell pepper. I knew instantly that was my table and sure enough one of the sweet momma’s at my table had picked us each a pepper from her garden and brought them to share.
God gave me a bell pepper this morning and whispered “I love you”. I cried over the stinkin pepper…but I really cried over the undeniable presence of the “God who sees” me and my need for a bell pepper. So…What is God whispering to you? How is He showing you that He sees you?