It was one of those beautiful spring days in New Orleans, with the earth coming alive after a long winter. Friday afternoon, and I wanted to be outside, specifically in Audubon Park, just down the street, enjoying the newborn baby ducks and geese, the lure of greenery, and the soft breezes of the day. I could hear birds chirping and a fountain gurgling outside of the floor-to-ceiling windows opened to the beautiful grounds of St. Mary's Dominican College on St. Charles Avenue.
Instead, I was trapped in a second-floor biology laboratory, dissecting a frog. There was no one else around, the rest of the academic world apparantly having yielded to the allure of spring and the end of the week. I knew that if I pushed aside the assignment until the following week, I would regret it later, so I reluctantly began tracing and sketching the execretory system of the frog.
Suddenly, it seemed as if a light had begun to illumine my mind, as I saw wisdom, beauty, and design in the execretory system, as food was digested, poisons secreted out, nourishment for the body extracted, and waste eliminated. Further, in terms of the human system, all of these operations continued without awareness or control on our part, but at the end, we had control of the result. Unlike the frog or a bird, we could wait until we found a suitable place for disposal.
Overwhelmed with the beauty of design, I felt desire to profoundly worship God the Creator. I wanted to kneel right there in the laboratory and thank God for His Wisdom in creation. But fear of being discovered (seemingly in worship of a frog) prevented me from kneeling down right then and there.
[Years later, I said to the Lord: "The execretory system --- really?" And His answer to me was, "Well, somone has to praise Me for this!"]
Now most anyone with a similar experience would claim to have "found God." Thinking back on this event so many years later, however, I am more inclined to identify the experience as one where God found me!
In his wonderful book called Introduction to Christianity, Pope Benedict XVI writes that one of the basic roots from which man's encounter with God arises proceeds from the joy of security:
The very fulfillment of love, of finding one another, can cause man to experience the gift of what he could neither call up nor create and make him realize that in it he receives more than either of the two could contribute. The brightness and joy of finding one another can point to the proximity of absolute joy and of the simple fact of being found that stands behind every human encounter.
All this is just intended to give some idea of how human existence can be the point of departure for the experience of the absolute, which from this angle is seen as "God the Son," as the Savior, or, more simply, as a God related to existence (p. 106-107).
Thinking back on the history of God's interaction with mankind, I can see the experience of Abraham, of Moses, of the Israelite people ---- even of Adam in the garden after he sinned --- as an experience of being found by God. God said to Adam: Where are you? and Adam's response was, "I was hiding because I had sinned." But God found him anyway. We are all hiding in paganism, in personal and in world affairs, in our own interests --- But sooner or later, in the midst of our lives, God finds us!
And just like the joy of being found by another being who loves us and delights in his find of us, we begin to experience the joy of security when we are found by God. He knows me, He knows where I am, and He came looking for me! He found me! I am loved, and because I am loved, He opens to me the treasures of His own beauty and wisdom.
Once, when my youngest child "ran away from home" (she was about 4 or 5), she later told me, "I just wanted someone to come after me!" I regret that I did not do that, but waited for her to come back on her own. We all need to know that Someone wants to find us, to delight in us, to share His life with us!