I have a story about God to tell you...
As I gathered up my rather bouncy little boy and tried to herd him toward the car with what little patience I could find in my burdened heart and mind I found myself lost in the day's duties.
"I have Gaius and he's dressed, Andrew has Gideon, diaper bag, the one diaper and wipe I have left, hope they don't both dirty their diaper. Is the dog up, did I pick up all the toys, do I have my grocery list? Now what do I need...diapers, wipes, milk, peanut butter? Oh, I don't like UK peanut butter - if only I could have Jiffy, just one jar. Oh well, I just won't get any peanut butter..."
After strapping Gaius in his seat I thought I should check the mail before we left. As I opened our old creaky wooden mail box expecting to find nothing of interest I was taken back by the brown paper covered parcel which took every inch of our mail box.
"Why did the post lady not just leave a note? I am glad though, that she squeezed it in!"
As I squeezed my fingers along one side and then the other side of this unknown object and wiggled a bit this way and that way, it finally broke out of its cocoon and the weight of this enormous parcel fell into my anxious arms.
"What could this be?"
Andrew walked up at that very moment with the logical questions one might ask if they found themselves in this situation. I decided to bring it into the car and open it as we went.
"I hope it is something that will encourage you," my sweet husband said as he closed his car door. My heart began to beat a bit faster with the anticipation and excitement of this unknown parcel,
"What could it be, a late gift for Gideons birth...?"
My hands grasped the tape holding this large and very heavy parcel together and pulled, expecting the parcel to burst open and the mystery to be revealed. The tape barely budged so I continue to pull, tug, and tear until finally the flaps were freed. I love parcels and I could not wait to see what it was! PEANUT BUTTER! JIF peanut butter! Six jars of Jif peanut butter!
My mind raced back to moments before and I burst into laughter. Peanut butter, Jif peanut butter! My emotions filled my heart to the point of explosion and the tears burst from my eyes and I could say not a word for the laughter.
You see, when I was confronted so directly with the theological truth that God had heard the inward thoughts of my heart, I was overwhelmed. God had heard my insignificant thoughts and His great love for me was shown by this act of extravagance. I would have been happy with one jar of peanut butter but God showed me that He wanted something much better for me...six jars! So often when we need and/or want something we forget in the midst of our impatience that God is working out every little detail of all His children's lives. The perfect timing that God had in orchestrating the receipt this gift just moments after my heart had asked for it took much foresight, planning and the use of many individuals.
"And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to His purpose." ESV
Romans 8:28
P.S. To my dear friends who sent us this "Joy Gift" I thank you, not only for the generous gift of our favorite peanut butter, but also for the way God used you to increase and encourage our faith and once again remind us of just how Awesome our God is. Thank you!




