God talks. Am I listening?

Already, today has been a sucky day.

And right in the big middle of my pity party, God spoke to me. Well, not in a voice that I heard, but by showing me something.

Let's back up to 8:45 a.m.
I have a file folder full of animosity that I am not proud of. And when I say file folder, I mean that literally. Occasionally, I have to dig into this file folder and when I do, anger rears its ugly head. A phone call later, and I'm seething. I'm ashamed, but it's the truth.

Then a very strange thing happened. I found, in this file folder of animosity, a book. Why in the world is a book in this file? I couldn't imagine.

Until I turned it over and God spoke to me.

Max Lucado's Traveling Light: Releasing the Burdens You Were Never Intended to Bear, The Promise of Psalm 23.

Oh. My. Gosh. This is no accident, people. No coincidence.

I'm going to do some reading. And some listening.