Wondering

You would have loved being there.  There is a strong chance that you wouldn’t believe; Carli says it was just coincidence.  Yet I saw and I believe.
 
A new friend was taking the lead in evening worship.  He wanted to share a simple symbol of an experience with a small sub-group of the audience.  In preparation he had gone to the river and collected a bucketful of white rocks.  With an estimate of the number coming forward at two dozen, he added a few extra rocks to the bucket.  As the worship started a small group of us found ourselves looking at the bucket and individually counting the number of stones.  So far there was nothing special or out of the ordinary about the events unfolding.
 
During the worship there was a call for the small group to come forward and collect their rocks.  As individuals began to stand there was a quick glance among those in the know.  Given the number of people standing, there was no chance that there would even be fifty percent of the rocks needed for everyone coming forward to have one of their own.  It was as if a silent prayer request went out and people prayed; hopeful maybe, confidence wondering.
 
To make a short drama succinct, everyone walked away with a rock and there was nothing left in the bucket.  God provided a one rock per person experience that only those who had seen with their eyes could possibly imagine.  The quick thank-you that followed was received by the audience as a gasp of amazement when something just happens to work.  But this wasn’t by chance and I knew it.  Some who saw believed; others didn’t.
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God said “I did one miraculous thing a few months ago, and you're still standing around getting all upset, wondering what I'm up to.”  (John 7.21)  I saw something yesterday that still amazes me. 
 
I don’t know what today will bring.  I think the best thing to do is just go with it, wondering and open to what God will do next.