For the last couple of years, I always see 4:12 on the clock. By always, I mean that I see it literally every day. And because of my work schedule, sometimes twice a day. It follows me.
4:12 happens to be my birthday (April 12th). The first few times it happened, I thought it was cool, but didn't think much of it. Until it kept happening. Over and over, day after day, without ceasing.
I am not one to see God in the small things. I am constantly looking for big displays of Him, and even when I see those, I'm a little iffy on whether they're real or not. A critic and a skeptic, that's me!
But you can only see your birthday pop up every day for months on end, before you start to wonder if there's something holy behind it all. Maybe He has something for me here.
It's such a small thing, but now I not only love to see 4:12 roll around, I anticipate it. Sometimes if I see that it's almost 4:12, I will be disappointed because, surely, I'll miss it this time. I looked too soon, I'm too busy to look again. And so many times, I'm surprised by finding my eyes turned at just the right moment.
4:12 has become my daily (and sometimes twice a day) reminder that God loves me, and that He is mindful of me. I can't explain why this happens any other way than to just say that He wants it to.
He says to me "I love you" over and over, day after day, without ceasing. He surprises me daily...daily.
He didn't have to give me a gift of a daily reminder. He has already done it, by sending His Son, by sending His Spirit, and His word - they are more than enough. And yet, He knows the insecure little girl that I am and embraces it. He delights in showing me, again and again, how much He loves me. He doesn't tire of it, He doesn't weary of me.
It's a small gift maybe, but He makes His presence known in the small things.
Every good and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is variation or shadow due to change.
James 1:17
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