God Provides

There are times you see a need of your family that you realize you cannot meet. It is then you look to the One who provides.

Our Table
We needed a new kitchen table. Either that, or we needed to completely refinish it; the tabletop was so scratched and stained that I always covered it up with placemats or a tablecloth when people came over!

One night last week our landlord's furnace stopped working. Actually, it filled their house with smoke until they finally shut it off and decided that the cold was better than the smoke. In the morning, a repairman knocked on my door. (All the heating and water systems for both levels of the duplex are in our storage room.) After spending the morning repairing the furnace, the repairman approached me with a question: Can I ask you something, and you won't be offended?

Sure, I replied. He showed me a picture of a pedestal kitchen table with four chairs and asked, Do you like this? Would you like it for free?

God provided.


The Girls' Beds
It was evening a few days later, and Jacob and I were trying to figure out what to do about the girls' beds. You see, Kardelen was in a toddler bed, which worked nicely. But Sofia, at 19 months old, was still in a Port-a-Crib, and I felt she needed a real bed. We came to the conclusion that we'd accept my auntie's offer of a twin bed for Kardelen, and move "Bia" to the toddler bed. Eventually, we thought, we'd love to get the girls bunkbeds.

The next morning I called my auntie. Things had changed a bit on her end, it seemed. She shared that the bunk beds her daughter was using were just too big for her room, so she'd like to give us those instead, if we'd like them. And the bunk beds don't have to be stacked--we can use them as two twins for now, and bunk them when the girls are ready.

Within days my auntie delivered them to us, having found help taking them apart, loading them into her van, and driving over three hours to our home! When Kardelen woke up the next morning, she could hardly wait to put together her new bed. She was the first one awake and the lights weren't even on, and she was asking us to get started. She was so excited, she hardly ate her breakfast, and while we finished ours, she stood by the bed pieces shouting, Let's go for it, Mom! Let's go for it!



Thank you, Lord, for providing.