What do these odd mix of things have in common?
Read on to find out.
As I was making boiled eggs before church, I thought of a lady at church. I don’t know how it came to be that I shared my first boiled egg with her pre pandemic, but we had started this thing. As I was already making them, I thought to add an extra one. Since we’ve been back in the building, I’d only seen her once. I had no idea if she’d be at church. I decided to carry the egg anyway.
Imagine my excitement when I saw her sitting in her usual corner! I went over and handed her the egg, she laughed and said ‘you remembered where we left off?’ She then explained that she had ‘felt for’ two boiled eggs that morning, but had made something else for breakfast. I was just so happy that my thought of her meant so much to both of us.
My birthday was this week (thank you for the outpouring of love). My friend and I had been due to meet up for lunch and when our plans changed, she gave me an option to come to her home to spend time and have dinner. I joyfully accepted as I enjoyed her family and our kids got along well.
When I walked in, her daughter was busy in the kitchen preparing, but what caught my surprise was the extent to which she went to put up decorations and cupcakes and my favorite foods. As I thought of it the next day, I got teary eyed thinking how much I had wanted a party, just for me. I had expressed that to my mom earlier and she planned something that I loved – being out on the water. I have many friends born the same week as me, so there was never a celebration just for me. This was it, from a person who would have never known my heart’s desire.
As I was scrolling through Facebook the other day, I read of a testimony by a friend. She explained that someone had brought her vegetables from their garden. She’d had a desire for pumpkin and when asked if they had, they said no. The person who had delivered her vegetables was making rounds and the next place they delivered to, had a pumpkin patch, so 40 minutes later, she had a pumpkin, with which she made the pumpkin soup that her heart had been desiring.
So, what do these seemingly random things have in common?
I’d say: God hearing our hearts desires and answering them. Sometimes they might seem so mundane to us, but nothing misses our Father’s notice, and I believe He chuckles and says ‘I hear your heart, and no request is too small for me to answer’.
Dear Heavenly Father, thank you that you are a Father who gives good gifts. Sometimes we don’t want to ‘bother’ you with our simple requests, but you have promised that when we ask, believing that you answer, it will happen. Thank you for hearing the quiet desires of our hearts – and answering them.
