Actually, he cares about me. I always have known that’s true, but sometimes I see it in crystal clarity.
A few days back, it was an early morning after a long day and too short of a night. I was getting ready to head out to work, and despite my cup of Starbucks Via, my mind was still a little fuzzy around the edges. I had told myself earlier not to forget something, but there I was standing next to the kitchen table unable to remember that last crucial detail before hitting the road.
Having been contemplating the area of prayer in my life, I suddenly realized that I could take this little detail to my Father, and ask him to help me remember. “Lord, what was it I wanted to bring with me?”
Yeah, the title up there gave it away. Popcorn. I wanted to take a bag for an afternoon snack.
Popcorn, of all things. And he answered me by bringing it to my mind as soon as I asked him. There I was, with the sovereign God of all the vast universe, discussing popcorn.
In the grand scheme of eternity, does my popcorn matter? Maybe not. But in that moment, I delighted in him who delights in every detail of my life, amazed again at his infinite love. And in the grand scheme, that matters.
Made for Eternity 