And then God chose to laugh at the meteorologists. What month was it anyway?
The appointment was only a few miles from our house, but the forecast was calling for ice then snow. That can be pretty treacherous.
I watched the early morning weather report, dug out my snow boots, and prepared to leave in plenty of time. So far, so good until just before I headed out the door.
A last glance out the window after putting on the winter coat and there it was: snowing like crazy. Too late to cancel. Drat and double drat!
As soon as I opened the car door, I laughed and knew I'd be fine. Despite heading for the office before 6:30 that morning, Tom made sure the ice scraper was in the front seat of the car, in easy reach.
Turns out, I didn't need the scraper after all. That didn't matter. Tom had shared a holy moment with me. It was a moment that reminded me that the Lord cares and longs to help us with even the smallest things in our lives.
Dear Reader, have you had a tangible reminder lately of how our infinite God takes interest in the infinitesimal details that make up our days? Maybe that's what holy moments are all about, a deliberate effort to remind each other that God is near and wants to be engaged in whatever touches us.