“We go together like a wink and a smile...”
~ Harry Connick Jr.
Remember this endearing song from the film, Sleepless in Seattle?
Though written in recent years, it’s Harry Connick, mellow-Sinatra–sound reminds me of a sweet standard from the 1940′s. Music from the classic old movie era I love… especially for it’s tenderness that speaks to a time when people seemed more heart-connected. A time of genuine courtships and gentility, walking arm in arm, thinking of the other person first.
It brings to mind friends of mine who have a lovely way of sending a wink that makes you feel…warmed. I haven’t mastered that charming skill, but wish I could.
Old fashioned? Maybe. But lovely in a way that just doesn’t go out of style.
A little sign between two that can make someone feel… in your circle of close friends. I even had a supervisor once who used it to convey a silent, “Good job!”
A few years ago, I read a book of true stories relating life’s little extraordinary moments that the author – SQuire Rushnell – describes as God’s winks to us. We often attribute these “winks” to chance or coincidence, he says, and he encourages readers to look for God’s personalized encouragement in them.
Rushnell defines God-winks in this way:
“Think about when you were a kid and someone you loved gave you a little wink across the dining room table…Mom or Dad or Grandma. You didn’t say, ‘What do you mean by that?’ You knew. It meant: ‘Hey kid, I’m thinking about you right now.’ That’s what a God-wink is too: a message of reassurance from above, directly to you, out of six billion people on the planet, saying, ‘I’m thinking of you! Keep the faith! You’re never alone.’”
Some of his stories are about celebrities, others about ordinary people. All in everyday moments.
It makes me think of days like the one I wrote about recently – Joy in the Mystery – when an unexpected, unexplained gift appeared at my doorstep, like an anonymous “I’m thinking of you” answer to my very thoughts.
Or the time a man that could only have been an angel came out of nowhere with perfect timing, then simply vanished, after speaking exactly the step-by-step directions my frightened high school friend needed in a moment of crisis. I wrote about that here: Carol of the Belles.
It might be as simple as someone generously waving you ahead of them in a long line, not even aware how you’re under extreme time-crunch; or sunlight breaking through clouds to jete heart-lifting patterns across your wall. Or as wondrous as an unexpected check in the mail for the exact amount needed to pay a bill, or a bag of groceries left on your porch, when funds are low and you don’t know where you will get your next dollar.
I think of God-arranged moments when I’ve met someone I could never have met otherwise. Or been in the right place at the right time. One minute either way, and I would have missed something breathtaking.
God…reaching down and letting us know… you are NOT invisible to Me. I love you. I’m thinking about you. I hear you.
The other afternoon, as I stepped out from my temporary work office to lunch in the rain-washed sunshine, I was walking towards my car when I saw it. A wet leaf flattened at my feet, beside my car door…in the perfect shape of a heart. With it’s graceful stem curled above it, it looked just like a valentine fallen gently to the ground. I found myself grinning at how He’s written love even into a leaf, and how He blew one there…just for me. A wink and a smile from above.
Have you received a God-wink lately? I want to share more of them here in days to come…and welcome hearing your stories too! Too often we can find ourselves sinking into sadness…feeling alone… world-weary of pain…wondering if God even sees us.
I am ALWAYS thinking of you… He tells us in the Psalms.
And I wonder… How often does He hand-write one special delivery note sent just to you… just to me… only to find them go unnoticed? Or worse, blown off as coincidence.
Let us look for them expectantly from the Father who knows and cares about our every thought… intimately. I have a feeling we just may find they are numerous as the stars.
© Pam Depoyan
Linking with Emily Wierenga at Imperfect Prose with the prompt: Encourage.