Lately, I have been sensing God in everything that I do. From what I dream about, to the way I brush my teeth, and even from untangling my jewelry when my necklaces become intertwined with my earrings, but that is a message for another time. This evening, my message is about how you usually find what you’re looking for, when you finally stop searching for it.
For the past week, I have been searching high and low for blueberry bagels. Yesterday, I even stopped at two grocery stores determined to find the illusive bagels. You see, I happened to stumble across a bag of blueberry bagels while out grocery shopping last week. And being such a huge fan of those tasty treats, I had to have them. Only 6 come in a bag, so they were gone within a weeks time. But when I went back to the store to purchase them again, I couldn’t find them. I went right back to the bread aisle, but no luck, my bagels were completely sold out. So I waited a few days thinking the store would get in a new shipment. But when I returned three days later, still no bagels.
Me being the educated woman that I am, I figured I’d just go to another store, which would surely have MY blueberry bagels. But to my dismay, they continued to allude me. By this point I really don’t understand how two stores could be out of the one thing that I want, it didn’t make sense to me. More than annoyed at this point, I return to the original store I found the bagels, determined to get to the bottom of what was really going on. But when I got to the store, I told myself that perhaps it was for my benefit that I couldn’t find the bagels. I’d made it up in my mind that for whatever the reason God didn’t want me to have those bagels, and instead I’d just get myself some yogurt since I was out of that as too, but boy was I in for a surprise.
As I peruse the yogurt, which just so happens to be kept on the opposite side of the aisle as the bread, I found my infamous blueberry bagels in the refrigerated section, right below the yogurt. I could have kicked myself when I realized that someone had placed the bagels beside the bread after probably deciding that they didn’t want them, instead of putting them back where they’d found them.
To bring my story full circle, often times when we are searching for something that we can’t seem to find no matter where we look, it’s not that God doesn’t want us to have the desires of our hearts, it may just be that we’re looking in the wrong places. And that when we stop looking is when we usually find it.
Now how this ties into other parts of my life, is because I have been single for the past year, and I know understand that love may not come to me the same way it has in the past. For example, every now and then I’ll meet a nice guy in a club or at a happy hour, so in my mind, it would only make sense that I could continue to meet potential boyfriends/husbands that way, but now I’m beginning to think that may not be the case. It will probably find me in a place where I least expect it, like an introduction through a mutual friend, or just out and about going through my every day life. Therefore all I have to do is be patient, because God will make sure that I am at the right place, at the right time, and it doesn’t get any better than that.
Not only is God’s timing perfect for my life, but it’s also perfect for yours. So to all my fellow romantics out there that are looking for love in all the wrong places, know that it will find you when you’re ready, and maybe even when you’re out shopping for blueberry bagels.
From my heart to yours,