Even in something so temporary,
God is the author.
We found these matching shirts after the track meet on Saturday.
I haven’t had the girls want to dress alike in so long it floored me when they decided to buy matching tops.
(Anne got a similar one since there weren’t any in her size.)
Yet, even this spur-of-the-moment shopping trip had a lesson for me.
It’s a theme God has been teaching me.
I am directing and guiding you.
You see we wanted to go shopping, but this wasn’t the store we were trying to get to.
Our plans had been different, yet as we let go of our own ideas and looked to the Lord He led us to another store.
There we found everything we needed and within our budget.
Not to mention the girls now have a memory and a special outfit to tie their hearts together despite the distance.
And I know the lesson has just begun.
Before the track meet the Lord reminded me to get cash so we could pay to get in.
(I’ve forgotten to more times than I’ve remembered.)
Yet, as I walked out of the Walmart where I’d picked up some food for the meet I felt a prick.
Give them $5.
It was a Christian group whose ministry is to help people struggling with addictions.
They were selling handmade items.
I didn’t buy anything, just gave them the money and promised to pray for the ministry.
When I reached the meet there was not a fee to get in.
I didn’t think about the $15 left in my wallet.
Yesterday another opportunity came along.
A dear friend and colleague lost her house to fire this weekend.
A teacher at our school set up an opportunity to purchase new clothes at the school for a seriously reduce price, all to be given to our friend.
“These things normally are $25-$60, and she’s going to let us buy them for $10 a piece!” The teacher eagerly informed me.
I thought my jaw would drop open, but instead I just smiled.
There wasn’t any question in my heart that the Lord was the author of this.
I grabbed out $10 and asked her to pick out something.
I’m interested to see what God will do with the last $5 waiting in my wallet.
He’s the author of it all.
He understands every detail.
He’s the reason I draw every breath.
I’m certain His plans are best.
When I think of all He has already done for me, when I look back at the many lessons I’ve learned, I can hardly wait to see what tomorrow holds.
It might be trying, stretching, uncomfortable, even painful, but whatever it is, I’m resting in the truth.
Jesus has a plan in it all,
and I get to be a part of it!