The next morning I woke up early, relishing the quiet in my home. It's about the only quiet I get all day. I go into stealth mode. My daughters' rooms are not too far from my kitchen, and they hear everything. So, picking up dominoes would have to wait until they woke up. I could do my devotions around those hundred little white tiles. Problem was, my Bible wasn't on the sofa table as usual. It wasn't on the kitchen table. Nor the counter. Nor by my bed. I spent a good ten minutes silently scouring the house and came up with nothing. Frustrated, I went back to the kitchen and stared at the table. As my Dad used to say "it couldn't have grown legs and walked away".
After another five minutes I discovered it--under the pile of dominoes.
God chuckled at me, I'm sure I heard Him. "See, I'm always here, even behind the mess."
I shook my head, even as His words hit my heart, so true, so simple. And oh, how we need to know that truth! To have eyes to see past the clutter and find Him. All too often we ask God, "Where are you?" We focus on the mess in front of us and miss Him right there, smack-dab in the middle of it.
I don't know what your mess is today--depression, anger, sickness; whatever it may be--but I do know this: He's there.
Seek Him today. You will find Him. He's right there, waiting...just listen to His promise,
You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. Jer.29:13 And He never promises something He won't fulfill.