The most beloved piece of clothing in my wardrobe this summer was a black-and-white, polka-dot dress I found on a sales rack for $20. I look for any and every excuse to wear it. Not just because it’s cute. I also love telling people how it only cost the price of about two burrito bowls from Chipotle (I tend to look at prices in terms of Chipotle burrito bowls!).
One morning, I was wearing the dress, and I bumped into one of my co-workers in the elevator going up to the office. She too was wearing a polka-dot dress.
“Look we match,” I told her. “Don’t you just love polka dots?”
I left the office around lunchtime to go to a doctor’s appointment. On the way there, I saw someone in the subway station wearing polka dots. Then another person. How funny, I thought. The women of New York must’ve all gotten a “wear polka-dots memo”!
After my appointment, I headed back to work. Again, I saw someone else in polka dots. Then another. The pattern was everywhere!
Perhaps 10% of the women in New York were suddenly inspired to wear polka dots that day. But, more likely, I was more aware of them after running into my co-worker.
It’s the same with God’s wonders too, I think. You can go through life, missing the wonders right in front of you. But, if you look for miracles, you’ll see them all around. Just as abundant as polka dots!
