I have lived in Davis since early March. It is beautiful here. The streets are clean, the yards are manicured and the sun seems to shine a little brighter in this University town. Everyone in Davis is educated, if not intellegent. It is charming, eclectic and funky, all at the same time. You can find gelato at midnight, Thai cuisine next door to Nepalese take-out and there is an entire city block of independent retailers that are thriving. The only thing I haven't found here... is God. Oh, I've been looking for Him. I slipped in "God Bless You" the other day when someone sneezed. Nothing. I told the kid at Starbucks to have a "blessed" day. Nada. I told someone else I'd pray for them- no response. Nope- no God here, I'm afraid.
Until dinner time.
Tonight was GNO- girls night out- which in our house means we three girlies hit the town for dinner and a movie. I have been wanting to try this quaint little eatery called Caffe Italia and I'm the Mom so off we went. Got our seat, placed our order and started to sip our drinks, patiently awaiting billowing pasta and creamy cheese- laden sauce that I know will cost me an extra 30 minutes on tomorrow's morning jog. The food arrives in stages..Sarah's, then mine...with Gracie's promised close behind. We decide to pray so we can start. We held hands, bowed our heads, closed our eyes and gave thanks. As the prayer ended I heard "Amen" in a voice I didn't recognize. It was our waitress.
And just like that... He appeared.
Tomorrow, I will remember that all it takes to heal a heart, or make a family feel welcome in a new town, or help someone to be bold in their own faith, or to teach two teenage girls about the kindness of strangers.. is simply.... Amen.
Amen.
Love this, Jennie! :) Such a good reminder of the little ways we find Him.
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