He Knows Where I Park.

Um, where I park? If that doesn’t sound like a good intro to a horror film…

But have no fear. It is not.

The other day, after I pulled into my parking space outside the gym and stepped out of the car, there it was. A penny. To you, maybe, no big deal.


But to me a penny is a Big. Deal.

Very.

Here’s why…

Since February 2017, God has continued to leave pennies for me here and there, always within the path I take. They serve as a bold and tangible reminder:

I have provided this coin for you. You did not earn it. I gave it to you freely. And though its value is seemingly small through the eyes of humankind, I do not need more than a cent to accomplish the impossible.

As if the written promise of provision in His Spirit-breathed word wasn’t enough…

But consider how a relationship changes when two people move beyond the mere exchange of words and a hand is held, igniting the sense of touch.

Thus, a penny. From God’s palm to mine.

In a text, I shared the excitement with one of my sisters who, turns out, has been collecting pennies for several years. Today when either of us finds one, we send a text with the promise to pray for one another

Now there’s an idea you can try at home, folks.

But back to the penny…

When I told her I’d found this particular penny in the space beside where I always park at the gym, she texted…


He knows where we park.

The tangible evidence of God’s watch-care takes my breath away. It reinforces the truth of His Word, all those quiet soul whispers He gives to remind me of His presence and unfailing love.

Otherwise it becomes far too easy to let my brain paint an image of God the Father way up in the great somewhere with mighty arms folded while He sits on His throne. The face of peace, yet silent and uninvolved.

Nothing is further from the truth.

While in His dwelling place, God also lives within me. His Spirit inhabits my very being. That breath I just took? And the one right after it? That was His gift.

While in His dwelling place, God also lives within me. His Spirit inhabits my very being. That breath I just took? And the one right after it? That was His gift.

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That place I prefer to park? God knows about it.

And He watches. From above. From within. From all angles. Nothing escapes His vision.

This is what the Lord says to me: I will remain quiet and will look on from My dwelling place…Isaiah 18:4a

He cares about everything that concerns me and strengthens me in time of need.

For the eyes of the Lord range throughout the earth to strengthen those whose hearts are fully committed to Him. II Chronicles 16:9

God not only knows where I park, He knows why I chose that fourth space outside the gym beneath the maple tree…


For its provision of shade in the summer and radiant color in the fall. A space chosen a distance from the entrance to the gym so the added steps to the front door will rev up my heart before my workout.

In all the places I set my feet, God is watching and longs to show compassion, to strengthen my faith when it weakens.

And He knows when it’s time to leave another penny.

Like a good Father, He knows where we park.

Where have you seen evidence of God’s all-seeing eye over you?

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