Sis came in from shopping yesterday and tossed a bag onto the bed.
“Well, thank you!”
We both know my birthday isn’t till next week.
But it didn’t matter.
She knew I had run out of yarn.
She also knew crocheting has brought me joy as I’ve been able to make things while I’m resting.
It was love.
Her love for me.
And it was Jesus.
She’d been uncertain which yarn to buy.
But felt this was the one.
“It’s one of my favorite colors. Thank you sweetheart.”
A smile lit her beautiful face.
“Oh Mom! I’d forgotten.”
I’ve been crocheting since and feeling so blessed.
Not only has God provided for my needs in incredible ways, He’s gone the extra distance.
He blessed my hands and mind with something to do.
No one will ever convince me God is anything but good.
I’ve seen it in the large and in the tiny.
I’ve experienced it in the life changing and in the mundane.
He’s all loving.
He’s gentle and kind.
And He cares enough to even direct something as inconsequential as the color of my birthday present.
What an amazing God!