Today, I went to get Jack his new tags. The postcard from the DMV has been sitting on my desk, and then on my floor for over a month–and I realized yesterday that I had only two days to finish it out.
So I put “car registration” on my to-do list for today–and deliberately made the rest of the list short.
After all, a trip to the DMV generally takes about an hour–and the majority of that is spent between the ropes of the queue. I left by 10:15–cutting it a bit close, I thought, since I had a lunch date with my dad at 11:30.
But when I got to the DMV, I discovered that the line was…nonexistent. It took me about 15 seconds to pass through the empty ropes, and less than two minutes to get my registration updated–and that was with changing my address and not having my check already written!
It seems small to call it a miracle–but it wasn’t. It was a God-thing through and through. The lack of a line meant that I was able to drop by Wagey Drug and visit with a couple of friends who work there. It meant I was able to “run into” the mother and grandmother of a girl I went to Bible school with. I “chanced” upon a former coworker and was able to have a nice little conversation with her. And I got to my lunch date early–allowing me and my dad to enjoy a leisurely meal without having to cut off our conversation in the middle because I had to get to work!
Does God care about the little details of our lives? I’m convinced He does. Searching for a reason to worship God? Worship Him because He sees the big picture, but still takes the time to do detail work.