It was difficult to accept that my computer had not saved my blog offering for today. I looked at the bar at the bottom of the word document and realized there was nothing I could do to reclaim the words I had prepared.
Maybe I was just supposed to share something else, something about moments when I had no words for what had just happened.
One of those moments happened this summer, I opened an envelope from someone expecting an encouragement card. What it contained was the exact amount to redeem a costly mistake a friend had made that ended up being charged to me. No number of words could change what happened, it was not worth pursuing for compensation, but God knew.
Opening that card opened me up to a new relationship with the divine and community that listens to God. The card was a picture of a picture of one of my favorite flowers, inside was the exact amount needed, and I had drove by the gentleman at a moment he was wondering how to get it to me.
No words describe how the divine was already at work in a way I could not see or feel in a very dark moment of life. As any time the divine reveals love and compassion to us we could write, sing or paint forever about how that gift continued to give warmth and companionship long after it was given.