God Things

by Janet Holm McHenry

We praise you, God, we praise you, for your Name is near; people tell of your wonderful deeds. Psalm 75:1 NIV

I don’t believe in serendipities. I do believe in God Things, though.

The first time I heard that expression was probably about twenty-five years ago when hanging out with a writer friend. “It was a God Thing,” she’d say . . . like a dozen times in a single conversation.

Here’s my definition for God Things: circumstances that can only be explained by God’s sovereign design and execution, resulting in the person saying, “Oh, you are wonderful, God.”

Here’s an example. A young couple I know moved to our area last year and have since lived with their six children in a travel trailer for ten months. While they had made offers on two houses, neither was accepted, much to their great disappointment.

Meanwhile, an acquaintance of mine had been trying to sell a house for many months. She and her husband got two offers that both went into escrow, only to have the potential buyers pull out of their commitment. Somehow they knew, though, that their desire for a family to buy their home would come true.

You can guess what happened. Yes, the young couple with six kids fell in love with the sellers’ home, and escrow closed this week. God Thing.

BUT . . . here’s an even greater God Thing. The young couple had sold all their things–furniture, furnishings–when they moved here. They were completely starting over. And . . . the sellers are moving to Hawaii and do not want to take any of their furniture or furnishings with them. God Thing.

Sometimes we get disappointed when our dreams and plans don’t work out. A relationship doesn’t work out. A prospective job doesn’t work out. A home sale doesn’t work out.

And then The Wait happens, all the while we’re left wondering what is going on.

I imagine that’s what the people of Israel thought the four hundred years of silence between the last books of the Old Testament and the birth of the Messiah . . . the ultimate God Thing. But oh my, wasn’t Jesus worth The Wait?

When we are in a waiting room, instead of seeing it as a painful time, we can be expectant because we know God is working behind the scenes. The Wait may just be an advent season before the God Thing becomes a reality. Years later we will recount the litany of disappointments that led up to the beautiful God Thing our Savior dropped into our lap.

Instead of grasping at straws or settling for ho-hum or jumping into Pretty Good, we can ask God to sit with us in the waiting room as we expect the God Thing. It will be worth it.

This article is brought to you by the Advanced Writers and Speakers Association (AWSA).

About the author: When Janet Holm McHenry gets itchy about waiting, she will go for a prayer walk in her small town in the Sierra Valley. A national speaker, she is a former educator and the author of 24 books—six on prayer, including the bestselling PrayerWalk and her newest, The Complete Guide to the Prayers of Jesus. More about Janet, including her writing coach business, can be found at janetmchenry.com.

Join the conversation: Have you experienced what could only be called a God Thing? Please share your story!

4 thoughts on “God Things

  1. LOVED THIS BLOG, Janet!! The Wait for the God Thing!

    This is why journaling is so important–why writing can change hearts–it keeps a record of these wonders so they don’t get lost in the everyday wonders.


  2. I love this, Janet! I heard the expression “God thing” several years ago and have been using it ever since. It’s during those times of waiting that our faith will grow if we keep trusting for that God thing.


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