Sometimes, as Christians, we bog down in theology. Not that theology isn’t important—it is. But sometimes we allow the academics of faith to override personal relationship with the One in whom our faith rests. Spiritual disciplines then become dry and routine, and we lose the sense of delight and awe that ought to accompany our walk with Jesus.
One of my daily prayers is, “Jesus, make me aware of Your presence.” His answers never cease to amaze me, and they always remind me that He is very much involved with my life. He cares about every detail. Here’s a recent example.
I’d flown to Houston, Texas and was staying at a friend’s home. In the morning, I washed my hair and then I unpacked my blow dryer to style it. There was only one problem: I’d packed my travel blow dryer—the one I take on overseas trips. This meant the heat setting was for European voltage. I don’t know why I grabbed this dryer as opposed to the one sitting on my bathroom counter at home when I packed my suitcase, but regardless, the deed was done, and now I faced a problem. How would I change the heat setting to North American voltage?
The “fix” is simple if you have the right tools. A dime, for instance, is perfect. It’s the exact width of the slot on the adjustment button. Slip it into place, turn the dial, and presto. Problem solved. But that morning, I couldn’t find a dime in my wallet.
I tried using a credit card, but it bent. I opened the travel-sized scissors I always carry with me, but they didn’t work, either. I tried a nickel—too thick. And so I prayed. “Jesus, I need a dime. Could you please help me find one?”
I searched my wallet again, and lo and behold—I found a lone dime in the compartment where I keep receipts. Why it was there as opposed to the change purse is anyone’s guess. I like to think Jesus put it there in that moment. Maybe He did, or perhaps it was there all along, and He inspired the idea to look there. Regardless, He answered my prayer—my simple and unspiritual request for a dime so I could change the heat setting on my blow dryer, and for that I am grateful.
Scripture teaches that the Lord cares about the birds of the air. It also tells us that we matter to Him far more than the feathered beauties He’s created. He loves us, and he knows our needs. Why, then, do we so easily become anxious? Why do we worry and fret over the little things? Matthew 6:25-34
Finding the dime in my wallet that morning served as a delightful reminder that Jesus cares about every detail of our lives. He might not always respond to our requests for help as we wish He would, but then we must trust His wisdom and sovereignty.
Today, my friend, I’m praying for you. May Jesus make You aware of His presence and involvement in your life in an unexpected way.
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