When God sends home leftovers

Do you remember the widow in the Old Testament who beseeched the prophet in time of famine for food, and he responded by telling her to gather as many pots and pans, jars and containers as possible because God was going to fill each and every one with overflowing oil?

Do you remember the multitude of over 5,000 that Christ fed from the gift of a broken and shared lunch? The disciples each took home a basket filled with fish and bread fragments.

Sometimes, God does not just answer our prayers. He sends home leftovers as well.

At 1 a.m. this morning David concluded that we were short $650 for the mission trip leaving in three days. (For more on this amazing story, see my earlier blog at http://wp.me/p1Vsn8-7u) The check for the missionaries had to be requested today from the Accounting Department. At 6 a.m. this morning he asked me if we could cover the missing funds. At 7:15 a.m. I finally agreed with God, accepting the fact that my bank account might provide the manna for this unexpected need. I gave thanks, relinquishing my desire to control the circumstances.

At 8 a.m. David received a totally unexpected check for $500. At 10:30 a.m. a parent wrote me a check for $175. “I couldn’t sleep last night,” she told me, “wondering if all aspects of the trip would be okay.”

We now have more than enough. Matter of fact, I am taking home “doggie bags” of Christ’s provision.

As Roman 5:3-5 (The Message) proclaims, “There’s more to come: We continue to shout our praise even when we’re hemmed in with troubles, because we know how troubles can develop passionate patience in us, and how that patience in turn forges the tempered steel of virtue, keeping us alert for whatever God will do next. In alert expectancy such as this, we’re never left feeling shortchanged. Quite the contrary—we can’t round up enough containers to hold everything God generously pours into our lives through the Holy Spirit!”

In awe and with tears running down his face, David concluded the day with this statement: “Now all I need to do is cry and sleep.”

Amen and amen.

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