Think and it shall.
I’m not a great proponent of “The Secret” or other self-fulfilment books. I don’t want to presume to tell God what to do. And yet, some days . . .
Yesterday I was thinking of a person and they appeared in the doorway to my work. They had felt they should just show up. Another person met me in the doorway of the grocery story — I’d wanted to touch base with them. A relative of a hospital patient appeared and we discussed their recovery.
By the end of the day, my scheduled appointments were few and far between, but my day was full. Some days the best laid plans end up being God’s plans.
Those are the days I need to remember that God plans — I get to walk the path. I enjoy the colors, and the fragrance, the flowers and the surprises. And my daily journal is just a little fuller because of God’s clear intersection into my day.