Thinking Out Loud

July 21, 2014

I Don’t Know How, But I Know The Way

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The Path - Graphics at Miriadna dot com

This is the first few lines from a post by Dave Carrol at the blog Big Ear Creations:

I’ve never known how I was gonna get where I’m going but I’ve always known the path.
I didn’t know how I was going to afford to get married in college… but I knew the path.
I didn’t know how I was going to get a job that paid apartment rent… but I knew the path.
I didn’t know how I was going to get to Africa like that vision in my head… but I knew the path.
I didn’t know how I was going to get into ministry like that picture in my mind… but I knew the path.
I didn’t know how I was going to afford kids… but I knew the path.
I didn’t know how I was going to shape the culture… but I knew the path.
I don’t know how I’m going to get through my car repairs, my debt, my next visions, my growing grocery bill, my kids college, my mortgage, my retirement…. but I KNOW the path.

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April 10, 2011

When “God Thing” Isn’t Being Overused

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , , , , — paulthinkingoutloud @ 4:40 pm

Coincidence is when God chooses to remain anonymous.

So there we were, dropping our eldest off for his last full week of college classes and we were heading for the freeway, and then a number of things happened all at once:

  • We decided to take a different route and enter the freeway from a different on-ramp, a route we simply never take;
  • As we were about to get on the ramp, the guy ahead of us in a van stopped on a green light which slowed us down just long enough to notice…
  • There was a hitchhiker who looked really familiar; in fact a guy that we got to know through the ministry organization my wife co-founded;
  • Because we were moving a bit slower because of the van, we were able to quickly pull over, honk the horn, and our friend got a much appreciated ride that ended up with him being delivered to his front door.

I really, really, really don’t want to overuse the phrase, “It was a God-thing.”  But I really, really, really believe we were directed to take a different route home, and I really, really, really believe God caused the van driver to slow us down long enough to see and recognize the guy hitching a ride and be able to do something about it.

Cool.

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