My Bag of Apples

It's funny how little things spur on memories.
Today, it was a big bag of apples that did it. This is not the first bag of apples I've received this week. My neighbor gave me another bag earlier this week. I very gratefully received them and counted it as God's provision. You see, it takes seven apples to go along with lunch. (5 for the children, and 2 for my husband and I.) If I happen to be short on other fruits that week, then we might have apples everyday and that could be- say five days. So 5x7 is 35 apples.
God's provision for us is so amazing! He knows exactly what we need and does not forget His children.

So my mind went back in time, to a time when I was 19.
My husband and I had been married maybe a year. God seems to show himself at different times and in different ways. This particular time He seemed to want to specifically let me know that He was there. You see, I had checked a book out of the library called How to Clean Everything and I was really impressed by all the ideas and good information. I really wished I didn't have to take it back. We all need all the help we can get and I definitely needed some.

I took it back, and resume my week by going back to the piano lessons I had started that year. I guess I must have been waiting on the piano teacher that day because I began to look at her bookcase and read the various titles of books she had shelved there. Would you believe she happened to have the very same book I checked out of the library? When she returned back into the room I mentioned to her how I had just checked that book out of the library and how that I thought it was a really good book. She pulled it out of the shelf and gave it to me! She said she wanted me to have it as a gift. After lessons, I could not remove the thought from my mind that it had been God who gave that book to me. He was the only person that knew how much I had wanted to keep that book. This has always been a very humbling and yet sweet experience for me. He knows the desires of our heart and chose that day to bless me.

I really didn't have much of an earthly father and couldn't tell you much about him, but oh- can I tell you about my Heavenly Father....there aren't enough words to tell you about Him.

By the way, I still have the book on my bookshelf. A reminder of God's provision.