Do you ever have those moments when something simple makes you say, “Hey, wait! I think that was God talking to me just then”?
That happened to me last week at work, when I was doing some proofing for my colleague Diane. Diane writes Bringing Home the Word, a product many parishes use to help people understand the weekly Lectionary readings. Normally I don’t work on BHW, but every time I have, it’s as if Diane’s reflection on the Scriptures was written precisely for me.
In this case, I was reading the August issues, and the analysis of Luke’s Gospel hit me like a ton of bricks.
- How often do I worry about saving money for the future, when people all around me have nothing now?
- How frequently do I value “stuff” that ultimately bogs me down and makes my life feel heavy?
- Do I really trust that God will provide for me? That He already has? My honest answer to that question would have to be, “No.” And so I worry and struggle and strive to gain some misguided sense of security.
I was proofing BHW just to pitch in, to help out during a busy time. But these were all messages I needed to hear. In fact, reading Diane’s beautiful writing helped me out!
One could say it was coincidence, fortuitous timing.
Or maybe it was God, bringing his word home, straight to my heart.