How do I know that God exists

What I am going to do here is a series of short biographical snippets. I have had some very strange and wondrous experiences. 

1999

"Call them back, it's going to be okay."

When my child was born I stayed home with them. I had finished Library School just before they arrived.  I had been very happy working as a reference assistant at Alexander Library until pregnancy complications forced me to resign.  I wanted desperately to go back to work. 

That Spring  I got into the resume book that my library school was putting out.  I also went to the New Jersey State Library Convention.  About a week after the convention my phone rang.  It was Raritan Valley Community College looking for a daytime adjunct.  I took notes and promised to be in touch.  This was a big leap on several different levels.  I hung up the phone. I had the sense that somebody was in the room with me.  It  was almost audible.  "Call them back, it's going to be okay."  When I went to the interview they said "You look familiar, did you go to the State Library Convention?"

It was more than okay. It was fabulous. That was where I fell in love with community college work.  For a couple of years 10 hours a  week during the day was perfect for a young mother.  There is a deep and profound connection between that work  and my life's work at Borough of Manhattan Community College.  

2009

I had finished my second masters degree.  I remember very clearly a summer afternoon.  My husband asked me to describe what I was looking for.  Mass transit commute.  Community College.  I don't remember what else I listed.  I said "what a minute, I have that job on my desk."  This was a Friday afternoon.  I looked at it and it was closing that day. 

He took our child somewhere while I got a packet ready.  I had set it aside because they wanted a paper application  He took me to the regional post office to send express mail.  I was in shock when they called me in for an interview.  

I want to take a moment to do honor to Dr. Sadie Bragg, the Provost at BMCC at that time.  As a woman of color I think she could look past that I was disabled.  

Another turning point 

I am walking in Washington Market Park I don't remember why I was feeling unique and lonely. The idea of doing research on disabled librarians appeared fully formed in my head. I went back to my office and called my dear friend Scott Sheidlower. He said "go for it." Thus began my commitment to disabilities studies and a stream of publications that guaranteed my rank of Full Professor.

Once I got into it DS also become deeply meaningful to me. I kept stopping and saying "how did they know?"

The Hands and Feet of God 6/1/24

Shout out to the extraordinary people at the Pluckemin Medical Equipment Ministry (https://ppcmem.org/home).  Truly for me yesterday they were God with skin on.  They gave me   A Shoprider Streamer .. What they do is recycle durable medical equipment, This my first electric wheelchair. In some ways it's like learning to drive all over again. I am overwhelmingly grateful

Right now it is sitting outside. We are in the process of getting quotes for building a ramp.

Again I say, God is real. I receive exactly what I need when I need it.

Finding God in the little things.

Last night we had our ride coming at 6:30. My husband worked late, and we finally got me plugged into my supper at 6 PM. Sitting there and staring at the gravity feed back, I know what to do. Take a deep breath and surrender myself to Jesus. It was fine

So I need to remember, God is here. God is very real. Big things and little things, surrender it all. Trust and believe.