I wonder if there is anything better than those dot to dot moments in life. You know the ones, when things connect to form a picture. Out of seemingly random points comes definition, clarity, in unmistakeable design. The dot to dots of life.
The page took shape one weekend when the dots starting joining, first with a verse I had never read that way before - dot.
Chapters in a book someone else was trying to read, but I kept stealing glances at every moment I got - dot.
A Womens' conference DVD that was shown earlier in the week at an evening I couldn't attend. A friend had borrowed it and together we were catching up on watching it - dot.
Poignant conversations that expand on thoughts lingering from earlier in the week - dot.
The final dot of the weekend brought all the dots to explicit clarity, the sermon at church Sunday morning - dot.
The picture was beautiful and sacred.
Thank you Lord.