Lucky number eleven: Day 266

I have a somewhat irrational infatuation with numbers. The number eleven, in particular. I started noticing it quite a few months ago. I'd look at the time in the morning and I'd see it was eleven minutes after eleven. I'd do the same at night and would see it in again. One I see a pattern, I notice it everywhere. I suppose if I concentrated on the number 10, I'd see it more often. It's now my favorite number. On many computers, it points up twice, much like a God fearing baseball player will do after a big hit. I noticed that after I started saying a small prayer after seeing it so often. People have written books about that number and some think it's very important and might actually "mean something". Who really knows for sure, but if you want something to mean something, it will.

I was watching the Louie Giglio video from How Great is Our God? on youtube and looked at the comments. Someone was arguing with another. His argument included looking up a certain word. I don't remember what the word was, but I remember the definition. It meant assigning importance to something where there was none. It made me think of what I had done that number. It was something I already knew, but I thought that was interesting. I thought about that while on the way to church one day and smiled when I looked to address on the mailbox I was passing. It said eleven seventy five.

I did a search for the number on this blog. It started with my very first blog, to the one entitled "The End". You can probably guess how many there are...one hundred eleven. That REALLY surprised me. I expected maybe 74 or 103, but one hundred eleven? That's funny. Now that Colton knows it's my lucky number, he points it out to me. Kim knows it too and will joke with me about it once in a while. I asked her recently how many facebook friends she had. One eleven she typed back. I literally laughed out loud. She's so witty. I can only assume this is what she was thinking about when she saw Gabrielle's number on her softball uniform when she got it today. Gabrielle showed it to her and Kim said "No way!" and shot me a look and a smile. It looks like the number eleven will be running around the softball field.

I've even associated it with my revelation last year. I can't remember every moment, but one moment that sticks out was seeing exactly eleven o'clock on my phone as I entered the room. From there I remember getting on my knees. I remember sensing his presence soon after. At eleven thirty I remember entering the sanctuary. It ended with an hour more of continuous prayer.

How do I end the ramblings on a seemingly strange subject? I just do.

God is Good.