Two of you will be receiving this book in the mail.
One of you doesn’t read blogs, so you have no idea it is coming.
The other one does read my blog and follows me on Facebook. We’ve shared a friendship since Trinity days. And I want you to have this.
I really don’t actually know. Well, I have an idea. As I know a little about what is going on in your life right now. But, that’s not why I purchased this book for you, packaged it up, and it now sits hear ready to be mailed to your house.
I purchased it because God told me to do so.
A loving neighbor turned me on to A Holy Experience. Apparently, she stumbled across it and thought I would love it from the perspective of a Christian. And a writer. The style of the blog is not something to which I naturally gravitate, but I’m a good listener. There must be some reason I was being led there. So I visited. And read. And got hooked.
The phone rang a few days ago. I had a conversation with a friend about an enormous tragedy in her life. One that happened months and months ago. While I’ve tried to contact her to offer my condolences and pray with her, I also knew she needed time. Plus, the nature of our friendship is so deep that I knew, in time, we’d connect. We did. This week. For hours.
Upon hanging up, I went to A Holy Experience to read a new post, and my eyes were led to the advertisement for the author’s new book.
“Buy it for her.”
I obeyed. Knowing that the decision to purchase the book, wasn’t mine. If you know me, you know I don’t buy any books new – or at full price.
While at Amazon, I found myself purchasing two copies.
They arrived yesterday. I packaged one for my friend who shared her lament with me this week. She believes and knows that even in the violence that has occurred in the life of her family, God’s presence is not merely near – but, rather, embracing her. There is pain. So much pain. But also so much trust. And an unexplainable joy that only comes from knowing Him.
I sat there staring at the second copy – thinking I would read it myself.
“Send it to her,” was what I heard – referring to a second friend.
I packaged up the second book to be shipped.
A few thoughts: As I shared in earlier blog posts – I have this desire to give. Not just used clothes. Or items I no longer need. That’s great. But my purging isn’t solely for the purpose of cleaning my house or decluttering my life. My deepest desire is to be a part of God’s desire to give LIFE. And while I’ve not read this book, I’m pretty convinced that there is something in there that these two women need to read.
God used the internet-wandering of my neighbor, to point me to a site I most likely would have never chosen to visit, to show me a gift that two friends needing encouragement would find joy in receiving.
How heavenly-orchestrated was that?