Seeing God

Awhile back I was callenged to start finding God in ways that you have never seen him. To look for Him in the small things as well as the big. Things that don't even have anything to do with God on the surface but how everything can tie back to Christ. I try whenever I remember to do this action. To look for God in places that He is not 100% showing Himself and He wants you to seek Him. However, this time I wasnt looking for it when it appeared right before me.

A week or so ago I was out on a morning walk with the twins, Sam and Milena. While strolling past the grade school that Dylan attends I couldnt help but notice a father dropping off his daughter. Now don't get me wrong I have watched many parents drop off and pick up children in my day. But this time was different. This man and daughter had walked to school instead of the easy drop off at the sidewalk and go about your marry day. I watched as this man and daughter laughed on their way to school hand in hand. And when it came time for them to part and for her to cross the bridge and walk into the school I could help but see God. Actually see Christ in the way that He sees me. Ive always been told that Jesus thinks you are beautiful and that to Him you are one of the most beautiful if not the most beautiful thing He has ever made. No Im talking about myself personally but as women in general. But back to the father and daughter. When the seprated their hands and she went about her way the dad kissed her one the head and let her go. It was sweet because as she was walking away she would turn, figure out where he was, and then wave. He would stop where ever he was and do the same. It was comforting to see Christ in this way. Let me explain. We walk hand in hand with Christ and sometimes we think its time to let go just enough to figure out what's on the other side of the bridge. And like the father that I had the honor of watching that morning, he just released her enough for her to go. Now I know that he had to let her go to school but like I said Im suppose to find God and figure out what He is teaching me. As we decided to venture out and "try and figure things out on our own" no matter when we turn around God is going to be there standing waiting for us to wave at Him. To give Him a smile.

Now Im pretty sure, judging by the fact that a kidnapping in my neighborhood was not reported, the litte girl got back safe and held her daddy's hand yet again. And You can bet there was a hug involved and he more than likely picked her up too. How comforting to know when we cross that bridge and we can still see God and we wave at Him he waves back. How when we want to come back over the bridge he is there to greet us with open arms and to hold our hand again. For me, I actually saw how God sees my relationshp with Him that morning. Praise be to the Lord that even in something as small as a parent walking their child to school God teaches me.