I went to Nottingham and back on Tuesday to meet with some YFC friends to look at a new mission initiative of YFC.

I asked God to show himself to me during the day and on reflection when I got home I realised he had but that I had not really noticed – how often does that happen?

On the way to Nottingham it slowly got light as I round the M25 and up the M1. As features and landscape came into view it was evident (or should have been) that God was speaking through this wonderful creation of his.

Then there was the warm welcome from the church in Nottingham, and the smile and ‘have a safe journey’ from the nice old lady in the service station who sold me my tin of Red Bull (just in case – actually never needed it so its in the glove box for the future!). The fun of the meeting itself where we argued, learned, challenged, listened and laughed. The snow that spoke to me of God’s purity when everything around was dark was the best part of God showing himself – and I never missed that!

I have got out of the practice of reflecting at the end of the day to see where I had seen God, or missed God. I must start to do it again so that I miss him less often.