Work had been long, often frustrating, and I still had quite a "To Do" list under all those piled up papers on my desk.
I looked up from the sidewalk and saw him.
A little boy, probably about ten years old, standing in the parking lot at Camp.
My first, split-second reaction was, He's not supposed to be there. Where is his counselor? Chapel started ten minutes ago.
And then I noticed how still he was. He was just standing there, stock-still (not typical for a ten-year-old boy). His eyes were fixed on a spot just beyond him.
And I looked.
That little boy- he was right where God wanted him to be.
This city kid, encountering God through His creation-- his awe and wonder were written all over his little face.
I forgot, you know?
I forgot, once again, that the extraordinary is all around us, that the miracle is in this moment, right now, even if I don't think it's where I'm supposed to be. Even if it's not part of my expectations.
The deer lifted its head and casually loped back into the woods, and the boy, like breaking from a trance, smiled wide and walked up to the chapel.
So often, my idea of what's "right" for another person is different than God's ideas. I like rules, control, plans and schedules. But lately, God's been showing me that many times, His dreams for those around me are to simply be- simply to know Him, to encounter Him.
I challenge you- today, in the midst of this ordinary moment- Stop. Look.
Encounter the living God.