A Leather Chair

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 everyday occurrences of your life. Here’s one of my personal God Hunt Sightings:


Yesterday I did something well. Something I have been working on and which my daughter has been coaching me to do. She will be pleased. I have been working on receiving the gifts that come my way when they come; not pausing or considering and perhaps missing the opportunity, but just taking what is given with joy and gratitude.
I bought an old worn leather reclining chair at Goodwill for $14.99. I had the money. My sister had her big Jeep SUV. I’ve never been to that Goodwill—it is in one of the northwest suburbs—and I may never be there again. So I took the gift, without knowing how or where I would put it. We loaded it into the back of her car. My poor brother-in-law will have to haul it out and store it in the garage until I have the time and the vehicle to transport it home. It has no holes or tears, simply the rich leather patina that comes from years of wear.
I know, as does my daughter Melissa, and my sister Valerie, that in a Ralph Lauren-style design shop, this chair would sell for hundreds of dollars. I will either put it in David’s home study or down in the basement spare room where whoever stays there can lounge and read or watch television.
I am feeling smug and satisfied—not that I have the chair but that I saw it as a gift, a little joyous something along the way given to me by my Father God, who says to me like my earthly father used to, Now sweet. Take the gift. It’s for you. Enjoy. I thought you might like it.
I spy God!