We moved 21 months ago to a tiny little town in Texas where my husband took a job as a part time youth pastor. He felt like that was what God was calling him to, but the part time job comes with part time pay (the church is VERY good to us though) So he also works construction full time but in this part of Texas wages are pretty low. My husband is a very generous person. I am not... God has taught me so much in the past 21 months. The county we live in is among the 25 poorest in the country. WOW! But man do these people know how to give. And it has been a lesson to me in giving out of your need. I am far from where I want to be in this area but I know God is just getting started with me.
I have already shared about our youth group coming together to bless us but the truth is God meets needs and often times our wants so often I have sadly lost track of all the times it has occurred. I thought I would post from time to time when he does provide for us, for my own record. And because I think you will not be able to help but be blessed when you see the hand God has in our life. It has been awesome, and at times even humorous just how God has chosen to bring about his good gifts.
Today at story time I was looking at all the adorable kids up on the steps in the library singing their songs and dancing to the beat. Like any good woman I was much more distracted by cute outfits then I was the movements of all the preschool dancers. I noticed that my 4 year old, who is about to quickly pass up her 4'10" mother, was also about to outgrow her adorable corduroy overalls. And she just started wearing them. And the fact is she is growing so quickly that 3 months into her 4th year she is outgrowing all of her 4T outfits. Isaiah, on the other hand, at 3 years old is starting to have to share clothes with his 19-month-old brother who is growing into all the 2T things that Isaiah has not quite outgrown. He's way to skinny for most of his 3T pants but 2T are just too short.
"That's it", I thought. “We need a shopping spree!” And with the presents we have hidden away in the laundry room there is little extra in the budget this month for extras. "God", I said, right there in the middle of the library. "We need a Wal-Mart gift card, that's all there is too it." And with that settled I got caught up once again in watching my baby try to keep up with the motions to the songs as my bigger kids smiled and giggled their way to the end. When I loaded up the children in the car to head to McDonald's to play with our friends as we do every Wednesday. My friend Jess pointed out an envelope left on my car window. Then she had to get the envelope for me as it was smack dab in the middle of my windshield and I did not feel like mounting the hood of the car to reach it. I thanked Jess, made a short joke about myself before she had a chance and got in the drivers seat. Inside the envelope was my requested Wal-Mart gift card (for $100) and an Unsolicited McDonald's gift card. Now story time and McDonald's is in a neighboring town 20 miles from where we live so I really only know my little group of friends there that we spend every Wednesday with. Not to mention they would be the ones who would know how invaluable a McDonald's card would be. I know it's from them. And it blesses me to no end that they thought of me this Christmas. But I am beyond blessed that before I had even formed a request to my heavenly father for something so specific he had already set things in motion to give me a good gift. (Matthew 7:11 - If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!) Merry Christmas to my family from the one whom, after already having given the gift of his son to us, still finds great pleasure in giving us more than we can think or ask. (Ephesians 3:20) Now if I could just get that mansion I have been praying for...