Humbled in the Presence of Sovereignty

So I got up this morning with great plans. Nothing spectacular. I have a tee time with Aaron Becker, (a Cession Student and avid golfer) to play 18. We’ve been talking trash to each other for about two months over who would win a face to face challenge, so today was the day. Before I reveal the score I want to make sure I get my excuses and complaints in. (Deep breath) Ok, so it was windy, and the sun was in my eyes, plus it was early, and I didn’t get to warm up at the range, plus these guys were behind us and we felt pressured, plus the greens weren’t in great shape…(gasp). Ok, now that that is out of the way we can be honest. Becker shot a 95…that’s 25 over par…not good…but even worse was my 110…I haven’t shot that bad since I first started. It was awful, but still a good time. We had fun. We have short talks, just casual stuff, some about the Lord, some about life.
Then the day progressed to hanging with Jeff Johnson jr. We didn’t know what to do, so he asked if I’d give him some golf lessons. So we headed to the driving range (due to the funds provided by the 1st national bank of dad). Jeff did well, he’s a natural, just a few things to tweak. We got back to the house for some hang out time……then it happened….I was faced with the Sovereignty of the Most High.
There are times when I “feel” God, I sense his presence and there is a perspectives being set. He is God and I am not. And there are times that I have a deep awareness that he is ever present and I am humble by his acts, both past and present, and stand in wonder of a God who lives in spite of our sin. But oft time, I lack the awareness that he is constantly active in my life. Now I know he’s got a plan and he’s working everything for my good because I love him. But I don’t always see the tangible acts that remind me that he’s involved in every detail, constantly providing examples of his love. So today, I was hit with that 1 ton anvil that so often impacted Wild E. Coyote. As I returned from the driving range, I was told a story, of one man who sensed God asking him to give another man a $100. No reason, just to do it. And then later the man who was the recipient, who at first didn’t understand the gesture, needed that money to pay for an unexpected incurred bill. (Good story I thought). Then the story teller told me how earlier when we had talked and I left with Jeff to go hit some balls, he felt that same sense to give me something. He felt compelled to pay for the cost of the round I played this morning with Becker. He told me what the Lord was telling him, why I needed this money and why God was blessing me.
I stood there in complete awe. Not at the man, but at the God who the man served. I was humbled because I was in the presence of the Sovereign, lived out in the life of a human, a man of God who desired nothing but to be obedient to his first love, Jesus.
In the presence of Sovereignty.
Here's the lesson. God is constantly doing stuff like that to me, but I’m not always seeing it, I’m not always looking for it, but it’s there. God never ceases to display his love for me, it’s in the sunset, the morning dew, the evening fog, the crash of thunder and the rhythm of the rain. It’s in my wife’s smile and in the squawk of seagulls. It’s everywhere. I just need to see it.
“Open the eyes of my heart Lord, I want to see you.”
Roach out.