I was craving some Himalayan food on a sunny Saturday last Fall, so I decided to head down the Rough and Ready Highway to Didi Bhai. As I neared the old market, I saw an estate sale on the left side of the road. I couldn’t stop because I was on a mission: a buffet of curry, chutney, nan bread… you understand. So, on my way home I stopped and browsed around the small house and yard for treasures. I found one. The deceased are Christians and I found a few missing books for my library. There was also a Bible in near mint condition… leather, New American Standard… perfect for special occasions! So, I bought it… I think I paid $1. Later that week, I picked up the Bible to pull out old bulletins and other odds and ends. It had a cool bookmark in it with a list of all the books of the Bible. Then, I noticed a newspaper clipping that looked very familiar… it was a Letter to the Editor and the title was Only one God. It was folded in half, so I turned it over and there was my name! It was a Letter to the Editor I had written over 15 years ago and this person had clipped it out and kept it in their Bible all this time!
I bought some of those little library book pockets and put one in the Bible for the clipping. It will also include a little note about how it came to me… for posterity and to remind myself, from time to time, that God is involved in the little things, as well as the big!
O Lord, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O Lord. You hem me in — behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain. Psalms 139:1 – 6