Sometimes I find things and am able to reunite them with the person that lost them. How did you find that!? I have no idea.
It’s happened off and on over the years. Is this what you’re looking for? I ask, holding up an object. Yes! But…I looked there! It’s not me, it’s gotta be a God-thing. Heck, I can’t even find my own keys half the time. It makes my day when I can help someone find something they thought was gone for good.
Sometimes a word or a phrase drops into my head showing up like an unexpected guest- Sometimes it’s a pleasant surprise. Sometimes not. Sometimes I don’t know what sort of guest they will be until we have spent some time together.
Recently the phrase “holy detachment” showed up. I was sitting in church and it dropped in without invitation and asked to stay for a while.