God had gone before us

Years ago I was driving on a street that I knew well that went from being two lanes to three rather unexpectedly if you weren’t familiar with the road. I remember getting over and thinking that the car in front of me needed to, too. This was back in the day when Indiana license plates had the names of their counties on them and I noticed that this car was from out of town. I left enough room for the car to slide in front of me when the time came, and sure enough, a few minutes later, panic set in as the driver realized his lane was ending. He frantically looked over and moved his car into my lane where there was plenty of room because I had realized his needs before he had.

We serve a God who does the same thing.

I can point to countless times in my life when God has clearly gone before me and anticipated my needs before I ever knew I had them. Last week’s bedroom re-design was no exception. Matt and I have been slowly reworking our bedroom from the colossal mess that it was into a place where grey leggings are not missing for weeks at time. Over break we cleaned up some but things were just not “working.” It just didn’t flow–enter Matt & his brilliant idea to flip our bed to the opposite wall. Suddenly we had all this wall space for our enormous “dresser” unit and the speaker system Matt’s parents got us as a gift several years ago. The dresser’s by the closet now (BRILLIANT) and there was just enough room in the corner to lean this fantastic mirror we bought.

You all know the story of the mirror. I’m not even going to get into here or link back to it. It happened, it’s over, that’s the end of it. Problem solved, crisis everted, peace restored. I will never be able to look at that mirror without thinking about how God had gone before me and anticipated my needs before I ever knew I had them.

We were cutting through the housewares section of Wal-Mart Saturday afternoon when I saw it. It’s a “leaner” mirror–meaning that it can be mounted to the wall, but really doesn’t need to be. It was big, but I was pretty sure it’d fit in the little spot between the “dresser” and the door, and it was tall, but not too tall to fit on the wall. And it did, because God had gone before me. Also, who are we kidding, that mirror was going to lean no matter what–we’re not exactly super pro-active when it comes to stuff like that :).

I didn’t have the money in my groceries/expenses account to pay for it. So no mirror :(. Then Matt said, “What about the Vi money?” Yes, I sell the shakes I drink every morning and, yes, I make a little money off of them each month. Not a lot, but a little–and just enough to buy that mirror. A mirror, it turns out, that played a significant role my afternoon blogging endeavors.

We serve a God who cares when the sparrow falls. We serve a God who loves us and knows us intimately….and we serve a God who anticipates our needs before we have them. I’m thankful that I will have a very large, very visual (ha ha) reminder of this every morning.