Another Gift from My Father

So I woke up this morning, completely determined to be very active in some quality solitude.  1) I wanted to go for a hike.  I really didn't care where or what time, I just wanted to hike outside, in the woods, just God and me.  2)  I thought a coffee shop might sound nice.
My schedule got pushed back because I realized that I needed to clean up the room in which I'm sleeping before randy taught a voice lesson later in the day.  So I drove toward the only place I'd ever really been hiking in Nashville, which was "coincidentally" in the same direction as the coffee shop I was preferring on this particular day.
I decided to turn toward the park for a hike.  I did not see the park as I drove by...it's been a few years, so I figured things could've changed.  But I didn't turn around.  I was very content with just driving, totally confident that Father was directing me, and would provide gas funding.
I drove for a while...even had to choose to turn R or L at one point, but sort of subconsciously chose R (really, it was the Spirit).  I began to consider turning around when I saw a sign that read, "Hidden Lake Park {{{arrow pointing L}}}.  And I thought, "I knew I was being directed."  Not a minute up the road, there it was, the park.  Quaint, but with a very visible walking trail.  How loving was that of Father, right???  I got to walk on this wonderful path with a lovely stream that pretty much ran along the entire path.  Just when I was considering stopping to take it all in, I looked ahead to see a bench - the first one on the trail!  So I sat.  And I wrote some poetry that I do believe the Spirit sang to me.  Then I chose to put my journal away and head back.  Right after I started walking, it started sprinkling.  And I even ran a little bit - which I wasn't able to do yesterday.  Obviously Father was prompting me to turn around and return because He knew the rains were coming!
Once I got in my truck and started driving, the shower got heavier.  Supernaturally perfect timing, I do think so!  Once I was in my truck and it was raining, I was texting and stuff....just kidding!  Duh.  ; )

I thought it was a really tender time, and it was so encouraging.  It was the perfect timing for all of it.  There is NO way that it wasn't all led by a perfectly loving Father.  : )