I love experiencing that God IS real. That Jesus IS alive. Sometimes that happens in deep and intimate moments of worship or prayer. Or sometime it happens in a very practical or almost playful manner. Today was definitely the latter.
I was looking around for my phone this morning and it was NOWHERE to be found. I looked on the nightstand (which is where it should have been), in the bathroom, in the shower (yes, desperation), under the bed, on my desk, in my shorts I wore to work last night, in my pants I wore when I got home from work last night, and in my dirty clothes basket that my shorts I wore to work last night were in thinking that it might have fallen out of the shorts and into the basket!
All of this happened over a 2-3 hour timespan. I was about to give up and just by another phone. I was so frustrated because I knew that I had plugged it up and set it on the nightstand next to my bed. I sat down at my desk and just said aloud, “Jesus, I know You know where my phone is. Where is it?”
Nothing profound. Nothing spiritual. I just wanted to know.
I got up to go to the bathroom and I was walking past my bed after I got finished and felt a yearning to look under the bed one more time from a different angle.
THERE IT WAS.
I then responded aloud in typical Scott Mills vernacular, “Wow. You would, Lord!”
I’m smiling even as I type this because it was awesome. I feel connected. I feel like I am in a vibrant and real relationship. Its great to be reminded of that.
Next question I am asking: “Jesus, I know You know what my major is going to be. What is it?”
Those of you who know me are laughing.
PTL.
Lol you called it. I was laughing when you said “Jesus, I know You know where my phone is. Where is it?”