I mentioned recently that our church has been bringing us meals three days a week the past few weeks. It has been a blessing and a big help. On Tuesday I was thinking how good mashed potatoes and gravy sounded. (Mashed potatoes and gravy is a food group in and of itself in my world.) But I “knew” no one would bring us mashed potatoes and gravy. It’s not practical for taking to someone’s house.

That evening one of the women from church, Karen, brought over our meal. She brought it in one of those glass 13×9 dishes that has the top and then the insulated carrying case. She said, “I thought you might be tired of casseroles and such so I brought you Sunday dinner.” She gave us a few other things and then left.

When we opened it up to eat, guess what it was? Roast beef, carrots, and mashed potatoes and gravy. One of my favorite meals.

Why do we ever doubt that God cares about us?

What made it even more amazing was that her roast beef tasted exactly like my mom’s. I mean absolutely the same. You could have served it to me and I would have thought for sure my mom made it. I’ve never had anyone’s roast beef that tasted just like my mom’s.

That meal was such a blessing.

God Cares About It All

God also strengthened my faith two weeks ago in another way. I had an appointment with the sedation dentist. I had made it about a month prior and was supposed to send in my payment. (You have to pay in full, in advance.) I put it off and put it off. I wrote to a friend that I just had a check in my spirit about the whole thing and I wasn’t sure why.

Finally they called about ten days before and I had a bad feeling about the whole thing from the phone call. I told them to go ahead and cancel the appointment. I didn’t know what I was going to do, but I just felt the restraining hand of God had been at work.

Well, two weeks ago I knew why. I was way too sick to go to the appointment. I could never have made it through the procedure with all the neck problems I have been having. So God was watching out for me there as well, saving me the hassle of getting my money back and paying a cancellation fee.

All of this happened and came to mind when I read Brenda’s comment on a recent post:

I love the Streams in the Desert devotional. I used it during a time we were going through terrible circumstances and it spoke to me like nothing else.

I’ve had people write and ask how I developed such a deep faith. Going through the same kind of circumstances you are going through right now and “seeing God” at work in the trials.

I was reminded then of another post I had written recently.  My conclusion was this:

The only security we can truly have as we head into whatever we are currently heading into (and, yes, I think this is a long way from over – and hope I’m wrong) is our faith in God.  That’s all we have…

So while it is all fine and good to follow all the advice everyone is giving out right now, don’t miss the most important prep of all.  Strengthen your faith. Cast all your anxieties on Him. Fix your eyes on Jesus, the author and perfector of your faith. Even though the current events can threaten to overwhelm us and cause us much stress and anxiety, they are nothing but a blip in history.  But the lessons of faith that we learn during these times will be with us throughout all eternity.

Be Still and Know That I Am God

I was struck by the fact that right after I wrote that, my health seriously went south. And as Brenda mentioned in her comment, this has been an experience of growing my faith. Over and over again in these recent weeks God has brought to me “Be still and know that I am God.”  It has popped up in readings, in cards people sent, etc.

And so that is one of the things I have been truly trying to concentrate on throughout this.

• Be still and know that He is God.
• Be STILL and know that He is God.
• Be still and KNOW that He is God.
• Be still and know that he is GOD.

Like most trials, this one has changed me. It is still not over as I am still trying to regain my full health. I still am not able to do everything I normally can do. But my faith has been healed in some ways and has grown stronger in new ways.

God cares about me. He cares about you. He cares enough to direct my steps and decisions. He cares enough to prompt someone to bring me Sunday dinner.

God is good.