A candy wrapper, volleyball, running and Moses all came together in something I’ve been thinking about: we see the fruit in someone else’s life, but we don’t always see the work behind it.

My daughter was nervous before her first volleyball game, so I gave her a verse. The next day, she discovered that same verse on a teammate’s prayer card. Coincidence? I don’t think so.

A friend sent me a message the other week asking how God had blessed me that day. I took a moment to respond, and now, as I’m sitting on...