Finding Jesus in Unexpected Places

Finding Jesus in Unexpected Places

It was time to give the washer its monthly cleaning. Not a difficult task, since the machine has a “clean washer” cycle. All I needed to do was fill my glass measuring cup to the two-thirds  mark with bleach and pour it in the designated dispenser, then select the appropriate setting and push the button.

Where was that glass pitcher? It had sat on my kitchen counter for months until one day, I decided it deserved a more inconspicuous place to live. Having forgotten where that designated place was, I went through every cabinet in my kitchen more than once. No pitcher.

Where else would I have used it? The only other room in the house that seemed feasible was the bathroom, but it was nowhere to be found in there either.

Baffled, I racked my brain for the rest of the day, convinced I had probably looked right at it more than once without truly “seeing” it.  Surely it had to be in the house somewhere. It wasn’t the type of item I would have loaned to anyone. I settled for measuring the bleach into a plastic measuring cup and promptly forgot about the glass pitcher.

When I woke up the next morning and had given up looking for it, the glass pitcher stared me in the face. There It was, sitting on my nightstand. What in the world was it doing there?

A few weeks previous, I had acquired a Christmas cactus at a plant and seed exchange during a club meeting. A couple of nights ago, I, whose thumb is about as green as a grease spot on the cement garage floor, had carried a much needed drink to the dehydrated plant in the glass pitcher. It was late, so I had left the pitcher on the nightstand with the intention of returning it to its proper place in the morning.

I must have looked right at that pitcher three or four times throughout the day I was searching for it. I had changed clothes twice and used the tube of hand lotion sitting right near it at least once.


God teaches us simple lessons with the little things that happen on a daily basis. I thought of all the times I seek to encounter Jesus, and He seems to elude me. I think He should be right where I seek Him, but somehow, I can’t see Him. There are times when I stand in His very presence, but I don’t recognize Him.


          I may not find Him in the portion of scripture I read that day,

          but His love is manifested in the unexpected kindness of a friend.

          The lyrics of a praise song on the radio may not reveal His presence,

          but a personal experience shared by the announcer heals a wound.

          The message my pastor conveys on a Sunday morning might not resonate,

          but the fortitude of a church family member facing adversity reveals His strength.

Just like that glass pitcher that eluded my attention because it wasn’t where I expected to find it, we encounter our Savior in unexpected places.

We just need to keep our eyes peeled, our ears perked, and our hearts open!

… and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen

                                                                                                         – Matt 28:20 (KJV)

Patti Shene About Patti Shene

Patti Shene has enjoyed writing since childhood. Patti hosts Step Into the Light, an interview format Blog Talk Radio show. Since the show launched in September, she has hosted a variety of guests who share the ways they reach out to help others overcome the dark times in their lives. Visit her website for more.


  1. Oh, Patti, how funny! And so typical — I can’t tell you how many times I’ve done something similar. Great post 🙂

  2. Thanks Peg! I love how God turns the silly things we do into life lessons!


  3. Laurie Driesen says:

    Thanks for your honesty- how refreshing that I’m not the only one! I enjoyed your post!

  4. Thank you, Laurie!

  5. Patti, I have lost so many things but God always shows me where they are. If it weren’t for Him, I wouldn’t know where anything is! Lessons are in every item lost and found. Thanks for sharing the teachable moment.

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