Do you ever get to wondering why you’re
here? That God doesn’t even know you’re around? Let me tell you about two experiences that have happened to
At this writing,
a recent Tuesday was as windy as I can remember without being a storm, and as I turned off the street toward a food store,
I saw a heavy steel container on wheels, rolling across in front of me and into the side of a parked semi. But the wind then
started pushing it my way, and I saw it was going to roll right into heavy traffic about 50 feet away. I slammed on my brakes
and jumped out, and caught it just inches before it rolled into traffic. But now what…I stood there, holding it, with
no one to see my plight! But thank the Lord, two persons came, apparently from the store it belonged to, and I suppose not
even wondering why I was standing there, holding on to the contraption. They took over, without a word. But I saved someone
vehicle damage and possibly personal injury.
The next incident happened two days later. As I walked up the steps to the post office, I saw a set of keys in a puddle.
I took them in the building, holding them up, and a lady claimed them, before she even knew she had lost them. God was on
the scene, and there I was, being his hands again!
My whole point is this: God doesn’t stay in the church. He’s out, helping people, often when they’ll never
realize they had been flirting with terrible consequences. That’s why we should thank Him constantly, even for the
roof over our head, and the bed we sleep in. Say it now.