On a recent day I was struggling. Sad and confused and overwhelmed about a situation. My head was spinning.
I stopped at Starbucks as I do from time to time and the barista was a woman I've never seen there before. She had a tattoo on her arm, Proverbs 3: 5-6. I asked her what the scripture was and she recited:
Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding.
In all ways submit to him
and he will make your path straight.
I got teary and whispered "I needed that today. Thank you." In that moment, I so clearly felt God's presence. Right there, right beside me, crying with me and holding me up. He knew what I needed to hear, what I needed to be reminded of.
It was similar, but not quite the same as the time in the car and the time in the chapel.
I went back to that Starbucks and saw Shannon again and told her again what an impact seeing her tattoo that day had on me. She said that the funny thing is that she's not supposed to be showing her tattoo at work and that she normally wears long-sleeved shirts, but that day all her long-sleeved shirts were in the laundry.
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