Divine Encounter

Sometimes these happen .. and when they do, you know, God’s talking directly to you.  No mistake about it, you heard His voice.  I’m speaking of divine encounters.

Yesterday, I had this urge to call and make amends with someone, but the only way I knew to connect with this person, was professionally.  I really didn’t feel comfortable contacting the person from the perspective of me being a fellow client.  Seemed to set up the wrong scenario.  After all, our last encounter hadn’t gone so well.  Certainly wouldn’t be fair for me to expect him to be receptive to my apology if I’m approaching him as a client.  He’d have to accept simply because of how I approached.  I didn’t like that thought.

So I ignored the urge, but kept the thought that given the chance, I would make amends.  Then left it at that.

Of course, I never see this person.  The last time I had seen him was at his job, so the likely hood of me encountering him without trying was pretty slim.  I mean seriously, it probably just wouldn’t happen.  But wouldn’t you know it, I go to the grocery store after work and guess who I spot .. him .. the guy .. the one I just promised God I would make amends with.  Well, technically, it wasn’t really a promise because I counted it more as just a thought.  Sigh .. 

Maybe it wasn’t him.  No, it sure looked like him.  So before I gave it too much more thought, I just walked up and asked him if it was him.  Yep.  It was him.  .. gulp

I introduced myself .. he didn’t seem to remember me.  This was going to go better than I expected!  I refreshed his memory about our last encounter and while he played like he didn’t recall, I could tell, he recalled.  Uh oh ..  However, thankfully, God’s grace somehow got me through because he quickly took the hand that I held out, shook it and said that all has been forgiven.  I thanked him and wished him a good day.

He moved away rather quickly.  I’m guessing the reminder of our last encounter was probably not pleasant, but I did what I had set out to do and somehow, God got us both through.  And now I know, the next time I see him in town, I can walk without trying to hide my head if I see him headed my way.

Divine encounters .. maybe God has a sense of humor.  Or maybe He really does care about cleaning up the condition of our hearts.

Either way, I’m grateful for His mercy and grace and His unmistakable voice.  🙂