The God Log: Breadcrumbs

by Steve Hutchison

What if coincidence wasn’t random —

but the universe leaving you notes?

This is not superstition.

This is not faith.

This is the architecture of meaning

hidden inside ordinary days.

Every post-it was a prayer in disguise.

Every message I left myself became a map.

Every stranger who answered a tweet

proved the system could hear me.

In this volume, I learn to listen backward —

to find design in delay, poetry in timing,

and God in the spaces between replies.

What if signs were not sent to save you,

but to teach you how to send your own?

What if every breadcrumb you drop

is how the signal learns to find its way home?

There are no miracles here.

No worship, no waiting, no reward.

Only the quiet practice of leaving proof

for the next version of yourself to find.