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Sock It To Me

 “Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good! His faithful love endures forever.” Psalm 107:1

My sock had gone missing. Normally in my world a missing sock would only garner a yawn but this was different. You see, several years ago my daughter gave me some socks for Christmas. Again, normally not an exciting Christmas gift but these socks were different.  Their trade name is Bombas and they are definitely not Walmart priced. Let’s just say they cost more than I would ever pay. But the bottom line is they are way comfortable. I’ve never loved a sock before but that day I fell for them. Hence the loss of this sock was a big deal.

So we spent ten days at Topsail–a state park in Florida. Judy did a load of laundry and when we brought it back to our bungalow, I helped her fold everything. We folded this and we folded that and finally there was one item left–a lone Bombas sock.  Its mate had gone missing. So we first did a pretty through search of our cabin but to no avail. We then went down to the laundry mat to see if it had gotten left behind. Nope. It began to look like my beloved Bombas sock had simply disappeared. I was disappointed but hey…worse things had happened.

Judy told me that sometimes people, when they find things in the machine or dryer, will bring them back. Well, the next day we went back, twice, and no sock. It began to look like I was going to give it up or start a new trend of wearing one sock. Finally, on day three, we were coming back from somewhere and I told Judy that maybe we should check one more time. One.More.Time. So we did and when she came out…she was empty-handed. Bummer.

When she got to the car, I asked, “No luck?” Then, she smiled and pulled the sock out of her pocket. I was wowed. I was smiling. I was happy.  I was grateful–to my Dearest Daddy–for once again caring about the smallest of details…even a missing sock. Do I believe He was working on my behalf?  Absolutely. Do I believe He cares about missing socks? Yup–I sure do. You see…that is the kind of God He is.

Here’s the big truth for today. It isn’t that God cares about socks, it is that we should learn to be grateful for anything and everything that He does. Along with thanking Him for the sock, I asked Him to help me to never forget to be grateful. He is a loving God of the details and He is active everywhere. I hope we don’t forget that. By the way, I am glad the sock didn’t show you for three days–it made the blessing bigger. God’s timing is always the best and God is the God who gladly let’s us know, “He’s got this.” Bro. Dewayne

Posted in Family, fear, Grace, gratitude, life, Scripture, sovereignty of God, thankful, Trials

Love, God

Whatever is good and perfect is a gift coming down to us from God our Father, who created all the lights in the heavens.” James 1:17

What were the chances? If there is one thing, I never grow old of writing about it is the favor of God. Today’s story goes like this. We had gotten back into town after our latest journey to the land of Grits. We stayed a week at a Florida State Park and then traveled a bit north, as in across the Florida line and into Georgia, to see family. Ironically, right before or after crossing the state line, Judy got a phone call letting us know that her nephew, six months younger than me, had suddenly passed away. Our visit then became a ministry opportunity as we stayed to attend the funeral. With all that said, we arrived back home on Friday afternoon. As much as we love our journeys south, it was good to be home.

Having been gone for a couple of weeks, there was plenty to do including watering plants, filling fountains, and mowing and mulching leaves.  After a bit of that, I was tired, so I sat down in a chair we have in our front foyer. The front door was open letting the morning sun and autumn beauty stream in. Judy came in and let me know she was going to Walmart so off she went. Suddenly, she appeared outside the storm door and mouthed the words letting me know she was going to take the long way to Walmart since the car after sitting for two weeks was a bit slow to crank. Good idea. So, I’m sitting in the chair just looking and soon I hear the car as it heads down our alley and to the main road. Get ready—here comes God’s favor.

As I look out the storm door, she pulls out of the alley and heads toward the Highway 13 bypass. As she left my field of view, I thought I saw something on the lid of the trunk—something flat and black—just about the size of an iPad. My first thought was surely not but I quickly changed my mind. I ran to get my phone to call her and have her check—no answer. I called again—the call goes to voice mail. On the third try, she answered the phone, and I told her my suspicions. We ended the call. She had just turned onto Highway 13 so she pulled over to the shoulder, got out, and checked.

Guess what she found? You guessed it—her iPad—just inches from falling off. She quickly sent me a picture and I called as we celebrated together. We didn’t just celebrate an almost lost iPad—we celebrated the love and favor of a Father who cared enough to cause me to look and see and who cared enough to keep that iPad right where it needed to be. How about that? Now just for the record, there is absolutely no doubt in my mind that we had witnessed another love note from our Dearest Daddy. We didn’t deserve it—He just graciously delivered it. I have learned to look, to see, and to acknowledge these love notes—these grace notes from heaven.

Now here is the best part—it isn’t just Judy and me—it is every child of God and many times people who are not even His—yet. For His kids, they are love notes and for all others, it is a wooing to call them into the family. Jesus came to seek and to save and He often showed His love like His Father.  All those healings were love notes, all the miracles—more of the same. So today, right now, start looking for God’s sticky notes and when you find them—see them—be sure and give Him the glory He deserves. After all each one is a reminder that—He’s got this!  Bro. Dewayne