Jehovah Jireh

No, I'm not a Jehovah's Witness. Jehovah Jireh simply means "The Lord My Provider". And He has done just that for me and for others.

The other day someone came by and was upset that she had lost her job and on top of that she had been expecting a check that day and it didn't come. She had no food for her kids and wanted to call a friend to ask to borrow money. God touched my heart and I was able to give her a little bit of food to get by until the next day. What I hadn't told her, though, was that I also had to trust God to come through to get us by until we got paid next since when I did the last grocery shopping I counted each and every meal I was buying because I wanted to have enough, but didn't have alot of money. So I had bought exactly what we needed to the next check and no more. Giving food to her meant I would be a day short myself. I don't say this to glorify myself. If I didn't know Jesus personally I likely would not have done this. It was all to HIS credit. This is just to set up the story of His provision for me.

And God did come through. Yesterday an old neighbour who we have kept in touch with came by for a visit. He is a professionally trained chef and works for one of the most prestigious hotels in Niagara Falls. And out of the blue he just offered to cook us a meal. I accepted, thinking he was going to use our food and just cook it for us. But no, he went to the grocery store and bought everything himself. God provided an extra meal that replaced the supper I had given to someone in need! And He did it in a way that was an extra blessing -- a meal I didn't have to cook, cooked by a professional chef!

Something to Think About

Something to Think About:

Did you know that it is very reasonable to think that the Earth was made in 7 days -- IF YOU KNOW HOW BIG GOD IS!!!!!

I was thinking about this the other day when a thought occurred to me.

How long does it take you to make a salad? 15 minutes? About that, anyway.

Now suppose 2 ants were on the salad. Imagine one ant telling the other that you had made the salad in 15 minutes. The second ant might not believe it. After all, it would take an ant days to make that salad. He would think that making a salad in 15 minutes was IMPOSSIBLE, and an unbelievable claim. "15 minutes to make this whole salad? No way!" he might think. How could something that would take him days to make be done in 15 minutes?

But we are much, much bigger than the ant. The ant would have to assemble one piece of a lettuce leaf, then another piece, then another, and so on. But we are big and strong enough that we could assemble all of the lettuce at once, then all of the tomato at once, and so on. And so is God. Compared to God, we are mere ants or even smaller. Could we make the world in 7 days? No way! Could something as big and strong as God make the world in 7 days? No problem!

Evidence of God

Evidence of God

One of the clearest times God showed His presence to me was actually something small, yet big. It happened a few years ago when my oldest daughter, Christine, was only about 9 or 10 years old (She's 17 now).

She had attended a Vacation Bible School and had made a clock for a friend. The night we took it home, the "second" hand caught on my coat and bent. I bent it back, but of course it was not as straight as it had been originally. Big deal, right? But I had no idea the part this would play in this story.

As we were walking home it was a very, very windy night. The wind caught the "second hand" of the clock Christine had made with such love for her friend. Knowing that her heart would be broken if the hand was lost I prayed that God would help me find it. But that would have been very difficult naturally, since it was a very dark, misty, windy night. Instead of finding the hand easily, the wind blew it further from me. This happened a couple of blocks from home with the wind blowing the total opposite direction from my home.

My faith had been growing thin at that time, and I prayed that if God was real He would return the hand to me, as my heart was breaking for Christine. My answer didn't come that night.

I returned home after searching for the hand, disappointed. I knew finding the clock hand was a lost cause. But God had something else in mind.

The next morning I had to go out somewhere (I forget where), and when I opened our front door there was the clock hand sitting right in front of the door!!!!! I knew it was the same hand because it had the same bend! There was no denying that God had returned it! In order for the hand to have turned up in front of our door naturally the wind would have had to reversed direction long enough to blow the hand 2 blocks to our home, then either up 10 feet or so to get over the side of our porch wall, then drop it right in front of the door, or keep blowing it to the steps on the side of the porch, then turned 90 degrees enough to blow it to the steps, then changed again to blow it up the steps onto the porch, only to stop dead right in front of the door. Highly unlikely!

I know it was God who strengthened my faith and healed the heart of a little girl!