When I was a kid I played “I spy with my little eye…” with my Grandma. She lived in a small town, on Main Street, directly across from the only grocery store for miles. There was always lots of activity, lots to watch, a perfect place to play “I Spy,” and we would sit on her front porch for hours.

It was always fun to be the “spy-er,” because until the other person found what it was you were focused on it was invisible to them. They were essentially blind to it until enough yes or no questions were asked to figure it out, or until it was literally pointed it out to them.

I love to write short stories about how God works in my life. I see Him in the little things…the moments that others might call coincidence, fate, irony or chance.

It’s easy to see God working when there are miraculous events; unexplained healing from an illness or disease, or walking away from a terrible car accident.  But do you see Him in the little things?  You  know those times; the closest parking space open in the pouring rain or an extra $5 left in your coat pocket.

I truly believe that God wants us to see Him in the little things, and the more you give Him the credit and the glory, the more you will see Him trying to get your attention!

I long to share the stories God has given me with everyone.  I pray that the Spirit might give them understanding, and open their eyes to see that God works in every aspect and detail of their day.

There are no coincidences, ironies, or luck… all details are fashioned and planned by God, and He wants us to see how tangible and involved in life He is.  These are the moments when “I Spy God,” and what my stories focus on…because God certainly isn’t little or mundane!
“‘Go out and stand on the mount before the Lord.’ And behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind tore the mountains and broke in pieces the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. And after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire the sound of a low whisper.” 1 Kings 19:11-12