This last Friday, I had the day off. I met up for breakfast with a new friend, and was unexpectedly blessed and encouraged. I love it when those things happen. You go expecting some good fellowship over an Egg McMuffin and a cup of coffee, and you are in turn blessed with insight and "aha!" moments, in ADDITION to the Egg McMuffin and cup of coffee. God is so good.
During our time together, my friend used the phrase "Seeing God's finger prints" in regards to the events that led me to Cannon Falls, and the path that has been paved since being here. This imagery really stuck with me, because if we take the time to evaluate where we've been, how far God has brought us and how much we've grown, you can literally see God's distinct finger prints on those moments of our lives. Those finger prints are a result of Jesus laying his hand on our shoulder, taking His hand in ours, or wiping tears from our cheeks. All of those actions require touch that would produce a finger print. Go ahead, look. See where He has smudged you with His providence, His guidance, His love.
Taking the time to see these finger prints that are invisible to the naked eye can lead us to a sense of peace, a sense of knowing that we are on the right track. What cannot be seen with the naked eye can be seen with the depth of our heart, and a spirit that is sensitive to the Lord's touch.
May you reach out to our loving Savior, whose touch is pure and yet His grip is strong. Strong enough to pick us up when we've fallen, yet as gentle as a mother cradling her 3 hour old baby in her arms. May you let Him touch you, and, may you see His finger prints on your life.