Three Crosses

Today was a tough one.  I've felt rundown since I woke up this morning, but I still had a lot to do before I could head out for the day.  Marlayna and I had to drive to Elizabeth City because her car died and she needs a new one.  Sticker-shock at the dealership stressed us out, and we both came home with headaches.  Then I sat down to write my blog.  I thought it would be nearly impossible to find God in this day.  But I looked up and saw the cross Jeff gave me for our anniversary last year.  Then my eyes were drawn to the cross my young nephew made me 2 years ago for Easter.  Next, I turned to look at the cross Sandy B. gave Jeff for his baptism.  And I realized God was right there.  I know these are just symbols, but they're reminders that somehow seem to jump out at me when I need them the most.  Three very different crosses that all lead to the same thing - God is with me.  Always.  That is where I found Him today.