For everything, there is a season.
~Ecclesiastes 3:1.

“God, I’m going to be moving,” I shared as I sat in the hotel lobby, sipping a cup of morning Joe. “I’m in Sonoma, searching for a new place to call home. Would you please help me?”

“Of course, Sparrow,” God answered me. “What do you need from me?”

“I need to rely on you for discerning the best place to rent,”  I replied.

“You’ll know when the right place appears,” God said. “Be open. Be patient. Trust that I’m hard at work aligning everything so that it all works out.”

“Thank you, God. I knew I could count on you for help.” I looked out the window onto the unfolding day. Happy strangers walked by, smiling and laughing. I sensed the energy of the town square, alive with possibility. I felt God’s gentle hand moving among us all, connecting us with His love.

I silently gave thanks for the past year of living in the wilderness where I grew closer to God. And I gave thanks for the new chapter ahead. “I’m going to love it here,” I whispered, and took another sip of coffee.

The desk clerk looked over at me and smiled. “Ah, there you are, God,” I said, “I see you in her. I’ll see you in everyone here.” I picked up the listing of rentals and made my way to my car, towards the start of a new season.

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