"Good morning!" he said as he was walking out of the post office and I was on my way in.
"Beautiful day!" I replied. I saw him spot the wrist brace I've been wearing for tendonitis.
"I'm Brother Wills, may I pray for you?"
My heart leapt. "Of course," I said. I need all the prayer I can get, don't you?
He laid his hand on my brace, proclaimed "healing in Jesus' name, Amen," and quoted Scripture to me as he got into his car.
As it happened, (one of my favorite phrases from the Book of Ruth), my Bible reading yesterday morning was about healing too. "I just read that this morning!" I told him. He smiled and waved from behind the wheel.
And that was all, not more than 90 seconds. I didn't think to throw away the wrist brace. I actually felt worse both physically and emotionally as the day went on. But at my lowest point I remembered what had happened so quickly that morning---God saw me, and God moved a stranger to see me too. "Thank you, Lord," I whispered. I'd been seen by God! That was a greater miracle than my wrist being healed; it healed my heart and my day took a turn for the better.
Do you know what? God sees you, too. I think he moved me to share this little incident with you today. I don't know why you need to hear that God sees you, but I do know that you're broken too. And maybe, like me, if you realize God sees you, that's one of the best miracles of all because it transforms the heart.
Come, let us bow down in worship,
let us kneel before the Lord our Maker;
for he is our God
and we are the people of his pasture,
the flock under his care.