A Friday Night Miracle

“Probably ninety-nine percent of people have never seen this,” my husband said. Friday night, we weren’t expecting to spot anything amazing as we headed toward the restaurant. We were just riding down same road we’ve traveled thousands of times, going about our everyday routine, when all of a sudden, we spotted them.

Three baby foxes!

This one was the bravest–the other two ran inside the hole in the concrete.

We sat there watching. Whispering.  “They look sorta like kittens and a little like puppies,” I said. “You sure they’re foxes?”

“Positive. This is incredible.”

We watched for a few more minutes. Pretty soon Holy chills covered me.

There’s a message here, God seemed to say. Pay attention.

“We don’t live this way, do we?” Rick said.

“What do you mean?”

“Expecting God to show up and surprise us always–at any time.”

“We really don’t.”

“We should,” he said, as the baby fox dashed out of sight.

“You’re right.” I reached for his hand. “We should.”

This morning Oswald Chambers confirmed our Friday night discussion in My Utmost for His Highest

“To be certain of God means that we are uncertain in all our ways, not knowing what tomorrow may bring. This is generally expressed with a sigh of sadness, but it should be an expression of BREATHLESS EXPECTATION.”

Breathless expectation!

Oswald says…

“When we have the right relationship with God, life is full of SPONTANEOUS JOYFUL UNCERTAINTY AND EXPECTANCY.”

Oh, Lord, let me live every day expecting You to break in at any moment.

Because You can.

You have.

You will.

Has God surprised you lately?

Love,

Julie