My husband went outside one morning last week to crank up his truck for a few minutes before heading to work. He came back in shaking his head and smiling. Apparently, when he stepped outside a big doe was standing in our front yard.
Now it’s not like we live on umpteen acres by ourselves — we’re in the middle of a neighborhood. And we do see deer pass through occasionally or even wander out from the patch of woods behind our house, but we don’t expect to come face-to-face with them when we walk out the door.
We were snug in the house going through our early morning routines and had no idea the doe was right there. If my husband had gone outside even a couple of minutes sooner or later, the deer might not have been there — and we would never had known she was.
It made me think about how many other things are going on around me that I don’t necessarily notice. A sunrise or sunset. A squirrel doing gymnastics through the trees. A flower pushing through the earth to bloom and grow.
A God who whispers to me every day and night but that I don’t always hear through the other noise and busyness.
I don’t want to be like that, do you? I don’t want to get so wrapped up in the everyday workings of life that I miss the magic of miracles. Like the old song says, “Open our eyes, Lord, we want to see Jesus — to reach out and touch Him — and show that we love Him. Open our ears, Lord — and help us to listen. Open our eyes, Lord, we want to see Jesus.”
Yes, sweet Lord, open our eyes to see you — and whatever else happens to be outside our door.
