So a funny thing happened on the way to the cottage but first let me explain why it was so significant at all. I have wanted a burnt orange Adirondack chair ever since the colored variety became all the rage. Every time I make an attempt to get one something prevents it – bad timing, sold out, no way to get it home, etc. So, at the point of this story I still don’t have one and that is a significant detail.
So we check in, get the key and head to our cottage and I spot it right away; sitting on the deck is a burnt orange Adirondack chair of the exact variety I desire. The other chair is a non-descript taupe. “Look Wayne, the Lord even gave me my burnt orange chair” I said and we chuckled at the “coincidence.” Later in the evening we went for a walk around the grounds. We passed all six cottages on our trek and something niggled at the edges of my brain – like there was some detail I was missing. I backed up to take another look and this time I got it. Every other Adirondack chair on every other deck was that non-descript taupe and slightly different in shape from “my chair.” It was an absolute Go-moment as I realized that the cottage that got cancelled – the one that God reserved for our vacation – had the only just-right-burnt orange Adirondack chair – my chair! And yes, by now I’ve had a cup of coffee and a nap in my chair!
I don’t go big on coincidence. I’ve had too many things happen like this one to chalk it up to mere coincidence. It has become my conviction that God is in the details. His finger prints are all over this stuff. I brought it to Wayne’s attention about the lone burnt orange chair and he smiled like he always does at my childlike faith but he nodded his agreement when I added tearfully “God knows I notice little things like that, doesn’t He.”
You might be interested in knowing that upon hearing that little story a friend presented me with the gift of a just-right burnt orange Adirondack chair. Guess what I think about every time I sit in it. J