rescued again and again

i looked around the dimly-lit coffee shop and noticed the gazes between couples, separated only by small white mugs and steam. i noticed Ben and Annie's special hand-hold in the car as we passed the twinkling holiday lights of downtown. i noticed how my heart was hurting but i couldn't figure out why.

Driving us home, Ben slowed to a stop as the railroad crossing bar lowered and we saw the headlights approaching. This was when i started laughing, and the built-up tears spilled over. {it's a good thing Ben and Annie know and love me, or else i might have seemed rather weird / unstable}

My best friend and Savior, the One know knows me best, the true Love of my life had {once again} finally got my attention! He knows that trains are "my thing"... that every time i see a train i pray... so naturally that would be the perfect way to remind me that on my busy Saturday i had, once again, forgotten about Him! Running around Christmas shopping i had even forgotten to eat that day, much less get on my knees and thank Him for this season of his birth. 

As quick as that train came and went, my heart felt free and light and merry. How does it still leave me awestruck that He really does answer prayers? My prayer: Lord, please make my soul heavy, make my spirit feel off if i place anything over You. His answer: I'm the one gazing into your eyes and holding your hands, even when you forget about Me. Here is the heavy spirit you asked for, but look here I Am! Now be free.

In C.S. Lewis' novels, Aslan quietly guides and provides the children with just what they need for their adventures in Narnia. Similarly my Father, the Creator and Artist of everything, enjoys revealing himself and coming to my aid in the most creative, playful, personal ways.