A bizarre thing happened to me on the way to work today. Someone, or some THING, snapped my picture. I was five minutes out of my driveway, tapping my way through a catchy song on the radio, when I heard it.

A camera CLICK. A shutter shudder.

I blinked. Where did that sound come from? It was so distinct. It…

CLICK.

There it was again! Through the speakers? A sound effect accidentally dumped into the song by an inattentive radio host? Those switchboards have so many buttons. It’s possible that—

CLICK.

Again! What? Was my radio somehow picking up the frequency of a traffic camera? Had I just gone through a red light?

CLICK. CLICK.

Now the blood drained from my face. Someone is taking my picture. Was I picking my nose? Doing something quirky?

Silence. No more clicks. They know I’m on to them. So someone is watching. But from where? The dashboard vents? Is there a camera in the dashboard vents?

CLICK.

A HA!!! I close the vents, feeling rather stupid, but not wanting to take any chances.

CLICK.

It must be Shauna. She’s rigged a camera and she’s laughing at me right now. But that can’t be it… GASP! Maybe this is some kind of spiritual experience? There is no real camera, but God is making a point! Like, “Who are you when no one is looking!” That kind of thing.

CLICK. CLICK.

Hey, that happened when I leaned forward. Hmmm. So it really is a live camera, tied somehow to my every move. I lean forward again.

CLICK.

Then it strikes me. My cellphone is in my pocket. I yank it out, and laugh aloud. The camera is on. And I’m a bonehead. It was a real phone!

But ironically enough, God WAS speaking through the shuttering. I started thinking about cameras. They record a moment in time from a single perspective. What would God’s camera record…. now.

CLICK.

What am I doing? Am I behaving myself? Speaking kindly? Helping others? Picking my nose, minding my own business?

Even more importantly, what am I doing… now…

CLICK.

Internally? In my heart? Am I Christ focused? Fearful? Prideful? Selfish? Am I praying? Listening? Loving?

CLICK.

What about you?

CLICK.