So, I can’t find my bank card and I am maxed on my CC’s. So I had no money to buy my kale or blueberries this morning. It may sound silly, but on this clean eating plan I am on, I have to eat a lot and specific kinds of foods at certain times. I get to church and at our coffee hour, there was more fruit than I have ever seen. Like seriously! A huge fruit tray and there were maybe 50 people there. And there were lots of veggies too.

Since I have been on this eating plan, I eat Kale with every meal. I saute it on the stove with red pepper flakes and salt/pepper and it is a mainstay here. So the next thing I know, a church member walks straight to me with a big plastic container filled with kale from our community garden and a some zucchini. I said, can I have the kale. She said, sure! I waited until everyone was pretty much gone to get one of the zukes, but I could not believe that simple things that I wanted and needed in the form of fruit and veggies were made available to me and the exact food I needed.

I know that this may sound silly or simplistic. But all I could think was, wow! God provided me with these small seemingly insignificant things and that if he listens or blesses me with those, then the job I want/need can be available to me. If I trust in God, my options and opportunities are endless. It was maybe a coincidence that the food was there, or the 25 dollar check that came in the mail happened to come on a day when I overextended myself in the bank.

But, God always seems to provide for me in some way or in some form. And I can’t believe I am saying this, but things seem to work themselves out. My biggest cross to bear has been not having enough work, i.e. financial woes. But I also have not applied as much as I should have. So this is a case where I decided that I could not only trust God, but I also have to take more action. I have mentioned this before, but there is a fine line between faith/trust/effort. But I am trying to work to find that delicate balance where I give more to God to handle while being sure that I am doing my part. That takes care of trust and effort.

The faith part is the hardest. It is not the same as trust. It is knowing without a doubt that everything will be absolutely positively okay. I guess that faith today helped me make it through the daughter/daddy playdate that I was worried about, and knew that God would make a way for me to get what I needed in the presents of produce. This may be a very wacky post, but I couldn’t lie my head down tonight without sharing the glory of God and that with HIM all things large and small are possible.

Night~

Dee