When we become upset at not getting the assistance we need, we fail to recognize that we cannot see it only because it hasn’t yet appeared out of the invisibility of things.
So I just visualized a 20-foot tall image of Jesus standing watch over my backpack by the pole and went back to my chicken.
When I paid my bill and exited the restaurant, I was relieved to see my backpack still there beside that lonely pole.
It seems that some construction workers had seen some men in a truck pull over in an attempt to abduct my backpack.
I have experienced this happening time and again— and, if you take a moment to reflect upon it, I am sure you have too.
