June 9 Post
“And amazement seized them all, and they glorified God and were filled with awe, saying, ‘We have seen extraordinary things today.’” - Luke 5:26
Houses on our street are selling like hotcakes. A neighbor has only to tell me that they are thinking about moving to a bigger house, smaller house, or down the block to a house with a dock, and the house is off the market. In the post CoVid 19 rush to get out of the city, it seems as if most homes sell before the For Sale sign even hits the yard.
Just one year into our own house purchase in Vero Beach, we gently place the mailbox flyers wanting to buy our home in the circular file. Sitting on the side porch enjoying morning coffee and prayers, our days often begin with wonder and awe at the magnificence of this place we’ve come to call home.
You might imagine that I’m the kind of person to see God’s signs and wonders everywhere, and to give thanks for them. And this is so. Yet God greatly surprises me from time to time, leaving me speechless in the face of something I don’t quite understand.
This past week our realtor neighbor ran across the street to tell me that the people from out west who just bought the house next door, yes, before a sign went up, know a member of our family. I couldn’t imagine. Later that day, my husband called from out west, to tell me that our daughter had a casual conversation at a graduation party with someone who mentioned that they had recently traveled to Vero Beach, and our daughter just as casually mentioned that she had family in Vero.
Stay with me here. As it turns out, the folks who bought the house next door to us are close friends with our daughter and son-in-law. They go to the same church, and our daughter taught their son in grade school. Now think about it. Our daughter lives 2,000 miles away from here. This “coincidence” fills me with awe and wonder. It would seem that the chances would be greater of winning the lottery than to have a next-door neighbor who is close friends with our daughter. For one thing, folks from west of the Mississippi tend to settle on the Tampa to Naples side of Florida rather to cross over to the mid-Atlantic coast.
I’m not prone to superstition or to fancy. Most people see me as a logical person. Yet let’s be clear, God’s ways are not our ways according to Isaiah 55. "For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways," declares the LORD. "As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.”
In the face of God’s ever-present mystery, it seems that the appropriate response isn’t to try to figure it all out. Instead, I think I’ll settle on the side porch with my morning coffee, and give God thanks for the awe and wonder of this surprising mysterious day God has made.
Prayer: Thank you God that I am not in charge of your universe. Open my eyes to see the fantastic mystery of life, and to fully experience your awe and wonder with gratitude, for all your good and perfect gifts. Amen
God’s grace, mercy and peace,
Dr. Anna V. Copeland
Interim Senior Minister
Community Church of Vero Beach