For a long time, I’ve noticed when clocks turns to 12:34. I know the reticular activator part of your brain can do that; if you like a certain kind of car, it’s the part of your brain that notices that car everywhere you go. And, I know it’s not an uncommon set of numbers. But this has always seemed different. It also shows up a lot on grocery bills, restaurant checks, and other places.
After about the 1,234th time of running into it, I got a clue that I should ask God about it. I’m not the most systematic person in the world, so I asked him if he was trying to tell me to be more organized, more methodical. Instead, I felt like he said, “Say the numbers out loud.”
“Um, ok. One . . . two . . . three . . . four.”
“Say it faster.”
“One, two, three, four.”
“Faster.”
“One-two-three-four.”
“Keep saying it.”
“One-two-three-four, one-two-three-four, one-two-three . . . Oh.” I was finally getting it. “This is a dance, isn’t it?”
My mind was filled with images of dancing with God. I know that seems weird, but to me it was powerful. We were dancing through scenes of my life, good and bad, joyful and painful. In everything, I was able to be completely at peace as I looked at him. The music fit me, and changed as I did. With every step, I was growing in strength, joy, confidence, and purpose. With all my heart, I wanted to be that person. Knowing my thoughts, he said:
“You will, if you let me lead.”
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