Postscript

Recently, I wrote about the experience of really understanding the crucifixion, and what it meant to mankind (see “For God So Loved The World”). It was a very powerful experience for me, one that perhaps will finally start to help me make more sense of that unbelievable sacrifice, and life in general.

Well, from the “So unbelievable it just couldn’t be a coincidence department”, I give you this postscript to that story.

I awoke from my sleep the other night, coming awake from some dream. As I stirred in bed, my eyes settled on the clock radio by the side of the bed. The time was “3:16”.

No, I most assuredly am not making this up.

I instantly went from a dazed slumber-like state, to one of alertness and absolute wonder. Here I was, just a day removed from perhaps finally realizing the gift God gave us through the death of his Earthly son, when emblazoned on my clock radio was the absolute specific chapter and verse of that beautiful Bible passage: Namely, 3:16.

Do you think Somebody’s trying to get my attention?

I’ve written before how God tries to get our attention through numerous “mundane” vehicles, such as songs, license plates, and the words of a kind stranger. He does try to communicate with us, through all manner of methods, and methodology.

I can now add clock radio to that list.

-The Minister