I think I may have missed a blessing, a gift of provision. My eyes and ears are not always open to the things of the Spirit, and sometimes I know I’ve missed things because of unnecessary fear or a lack of faith even when I have felt prompted to do or say something.
On my way back home after taking my daughter to the airport in Manchester, NH, I saw some ice fisherman on a lake at dawn. I immediately took the exit following, but being a woman alone and realizing I’d have to walk through the woods and then onto the ice to get a picture, I decided against it. The morning light was so beautiful, and I really wanted to take a picture, but I foresaw no future opportunity along the interstate. As I continued to drive, I felt impressed to take the Bethel / South Royalton exit long before I even reached it. I said, “Lord, I want to take a picture, but I’m tired and hungry. If You want me to take the exit, I will, but You’ll have to compel me.”
By the time I reached the exit, I felt compelled. I hoped I wasn’t wasting my time. I turned toward South Royalton and reached the intersection that hosts Eaton’s Sugar House, and it was open, bustling, and serving breakfast! I bypassed it, not wanting to miss the beautiful lighting, and turned again toward South Royalton. I found a place to park next to a rocky spot of the White River. It was a beautiful spot, and since I’d been wanting to capture a slow-shutter water shot, it was perfect, and I used the rocks as a tripod. I am so happy with how the photo turned out!
I didn’t end up stopping by the sugar house to have breakfast despite my hunger. Instead, I decided to drive the relatively short distance and fix something to eat at home. Strangely, it hadn’t occurred to me that the sugar house was just as much God’s provision as was the river. Now, I’m kicking myself for possibly missing a greater blessing. But still, I am filled with joy at His thoughtfulness. I feel like He grabbed my hand and said, “Come with Me! I want to show you something I know you’ll love!”