Thanks for showing up again. Thanks for always, always, always providing for us when we need You.
This week as I was thinking about some things we needed and knew they wouldn't fit into the budget this month, I asked You for them.
The very next day, the doorbell rang during nap time. I was so frustrated. B had just gone down for his nap and Dakota went psyco at the sound of the bell, waking B up. I was frustrated but when I got to the door I saw You standing there. We'll it wasn't really You but it might as well of been. At the door was someone I barely know. But she and her young son stood there with a bag full of hand me downs for B.
Among other treasures in the bag were the exact things I had asked You for the day before.
I know they were just old crib sheets to her but to me they were a gift straight from You. A reminder of Your blessings and provision for us. A reminder that You've got this when I don't.
Lord, thank You for that. Thank You for having this. Thank You for all the blessings You generously pour out on us. Sometimes they don't show up in little packages with bows on them. Sometimes they show up as a ringing doorbell during nap time. But You are always so, so good.
Thanks for that. Amen.
