Call it coincidence. Call it luck. But there are just some things that I think are just too coincidental and too “lucky” to not be from God. I’ll share a few “God things” with you that have just made us sit back and go “Wow!!”
God Gave Us Milk
Grammoo and Papa have been here all week (they’re leaving tonight in the middle of the night), and Grammoo has totally spoiled us with yummy food and milk. Now, we have milk sometimes, but not very often. It’s pretty expensive–$4 or so a gallon. Well, this whole week, milk has been on sale at Walgreen’s for $2! The whole week! Grammoo was commenting on it the other day; she said, “This has to be a God thing! If that milk hadn’t been on sale I’d have gotten Costco milk, and I’d only have gotten half as much.”
God Gave Us Ham
A long time ago, probably five or so years ago, we owned our own trucking company, and for Christmas we’d give the employees a gift of some sort…this particular time it was ham. Ham from Shy Ann’s in Oregon, the best ham around. We also got one, an extra one. Mind you, we had only ordered a certain number, and the one we had was left over! For the next year or two or three, our freezer bore hams. I doubt the freezer could have fit how many hams we ended up eating! Like the widow’s pot of oil, they just kept coming!
God Gave Mom Bacon-Wrapped Filet Mignon
Back a couple years ago, just after Abby was born, we didn’t really have too much extra money to spend on fancy things. It was close to Mom’s birthday, and you know how Moms are, she was just like “I’ll just have whatever. I don’t need anything fancy.” Well. One day Mrs. S., whose husband used to be one of our drivers, brought over a whole bunch of food. She said she was just cleaning out her pantry and freezer, and lo and behold, there were five or so bacon-wrapped filet mignons! Not just filet mignon, but bacon-wrapped! We figured we’d keep it for Mom’s birthday, and only the oldest people would have some; the younger kids could have something else. Guess what? A few days later, Mrs. P. came and she had also been cleaning out her freezer and pantry, and lo and behold…she had brought exactly enough bacon-wrapped filet mignons to make up the remainder so everyone got one!
God Gave Me Creamy Peanut Butter
This is one story that just really makes me remember just how much God loves us and cares for us, and likes to give His children gifts, even if we haven’t asked, or before we ask. This also was back around the time of the filet mignons; possibly it was the same time, I don’t remember. What I do remember is that we had just run out of creamy peanut butter. Peanut butter isn’t a necessity, so I didn’t envision we’d get more anytime soon. Sure, we had crunchy peanut butter left (even though everybody says they like crunchy best, the creamy is gone first), and I eat crunchy when there’s no creamy, but…well, anyways. So, the day we ran out of creamy peanut butter, Mrs. P. came and brought a bunch of food (one of her pantry-cleaning trips!) and there was a big jar of creamy peanut butter. Call it fate. Call it coincidence. I call it God.
