Have you ever gone on a God Hunt? A God Hunt begins when you teach yourself to look for God’s hand at work in the every day occurrences of your life. Here’s one of my personal God Hunt Sightings:
We rented our guest room out to a Wheaton College professor who needed space for this term of school. That meant David and I shared our small bathroom with one sink, a door at either end (that opens into the bathroom), no cabinet space for his toiletries, and really no room for two bodies—no matter how familiar they had grown through the years—at one time.
Since August we have put up with this bumping and shuffling and nudging around each other. I try to get dressed first thing in the morning before my husband is up, but sometimes that just doesn’t happen! And to think, when the kids were small and filling the other four bedrooms, and the two other baths (one is now out of commission, in case you’ve been counting), we did this shuffling act for over ten years.
When the first kid moved on to college then onto marriage, I began to shift David’s clothes to that walk-in closet, and his toiletries to that bathroom. As I recall, he was insulted that I would move him out of our bedroom. What was he thinking?
Obviously, in one day, my husband was perfectly acclimatized to the superiority of this plan, but now, here we were bumping around each other in “my” bathroom.
This morning, for some reason at almost the same instant, we realized David’s new shower, sink, bathroom cabinet and nice fresh thick towels we had put in the laundry room last summer in case of overflow guests (grand kids or friends of our adult kids) who needed to stay with us. The basement has been redecorated and the spare room down there is perfect for this purpose.
This definitely was a DUH! moment. The last roomer had just moved out in October and we simply had been too busy to think about it since he left. What is wrong with us?
So early this morning, I scrubbed the sink and the cabinet. I’ll vacuum the floor, well, tomorrow. I folded the thick new brown towels and placed some on the little shelf outside the shower with clean ones hanging on the rack I put up when the shower went in.
One of the life principles I’ve been learning in these recent (economically challenged) years is that when I need anything I must first ask: Isn’t there something around here I can use? Surely there must be something I can find that will work.
So since we had discovered a spare bathroom at hand, I kept at it for another hour. I hauled those beautifully framed series of prints of a penitent kneeling and imploring God. We call this series “Help.” It is an appropriate title.
I’ve been emptying the spare room, ditching furniture that is no good, will roll up the area carpet and have it cleaned, spread cement paint on the bare floor, and get these prints dusted and wiped, with the glass sprayed clean, will be perfect over the holes in the rough-sawn cedar siding where one son’s aquariums fit into the wall. What I needed was just at hand.
And that old spindle crib? If I take the headboard and footboard and hang them in the corner where the overhang from the stairs slants, it will make a perfect niche for a daybed. I just have to haul them out of the attic, clean them and polish them. They’ll look terrific! Something else just at hand.
I’d brought the ferns from the pots in the garden into the garage and my list said that I was to bring them into the house today. Suddenly, I remembered the photographic trays my son had used in a class in college. They were out in this morning’s rain—all cleaned of the smudge and dust—I had put them outside to hose them down. They would make perfect catch-basins for the large ferns. I also hauled them and the ferns down to the laundry room, hanging two of the plants from the laundry bar where they could drip onto the trays. It looked quite nice. What is at hand that I can use for what I need?
I often think that God is also at hand whenever we are needy, whenever help is wanted. We just don’t stop to think, What is it God is trying to do for good to me and mine in this moment, at this instant, in this place and time?
When I stop to consider, to pay attention, to pause and think and be still, I discover amazing things—like a spare bathroom in the basement I had forgotten we had.
I spy God!
Award-winning author Karen Mains has long had an interest in spiritual formation and the obedient Christian walk. She has written about the God Hunt in her book by the same name, The God Hunt: The Delightful Chase and the Wonder of Being Found. A hardback copy can be ordered from Mainstay Ministries for $10.00 plus $4.95 shipping and handling. Contact Karen at email@example.com and she will be happy to autograph a copy for you.
Karen continues to write content for her Christian blog, “Thoughts-by-Karen-Mains.” In so doing, she desires to touch the lives of Christian women and men and help them find ways to walk closer with the Lord Jesus Christ. In addition, through silent retreats, spiritual teaching, women’s retreats, Christian vacation opportunities, and other ministry activities, Karen helps each Christian woman and man receive vital spiritual food.
Through her Hungry Souls ministry, Karen serves as a spiritual coach to many Christian women and men, and teaches a mentor-writing class. And, through the Global Bag Project, she is working to develop a network of African women who sew exquisite cloth reusable shopping bags, Africa bags. This micro-finance women opportunity helps provide a much-needed sustainable income for struggling African families. For more information on this critically important project, please click here.
For decades, Karen and her husband, David, have served God through religious communications—radio, television, and print publication. They are the co-authors of the Kingdom Tales Trilogy: Tales of the Kingdom, Tales of the Resistance, and Tales of the Restoration. To find many valuable resources for pastors and congregations at the Mainstay Ministries main website, please click here.
Likewise, pastors will find special resources to help them prepare effective, life-transforming Sunday sermons by visiting David Mains’ website by clicking here.