Tea Talks 

“God, pick up the pieces of my life. Put me back together again. I give you my praise.” ~Jeremiah 17:14

My cup of tea gave me a much needed reminder: “He takes the broken pieces and makes them beautiful.” ~Ecclesiastes 3:11

The Milk Man

“Be not therefore like them: for your Father knows what things you have need of, before you ask him.” ~Matthew 6:8

God has a way of letting us know that He is aware of the things plaguing our hearts. 

I have been recovering from my third surgery in less than six months and the fatigue of it all has overwhelmed me. Tired of being tired, I felt very discouraged today. 

Various friends told me to try B12. I did some research and tried the liquid which only worked intermittently. I had planned to ask my doctor for the shot which I heard works much better than the supplements, however, I would have to wait until the end of February to do so. 

After dinner I decided to try one of the chocolate cupcakes my five year old made along with a glass of milk. I grabbed the container of coconut milk and read the sides while I warmed up my treat. 

  
I was astonished to read that coconut milk is an excellent source of B12. 

  
Just 8 ounces provides 50% of the daily amount needed. I could do nothing but thank God. At that moment I knew He knew what I had been going through. My heart filled with gratitude. 

 
 I’m sure most people will label this a “coincidence,” but not I. I know that God communicates with us in a myriad of ways. He provided an immediate answer to something that I needed. It gave me so much hope.  

The moral of the story is that God is everything. The Beginning. The End. The Alpha. The Omega. The Great Physician. Lord of Lords. King of Kings. Jehovah Jireh. And yes, the Milk Man, too! 

Thank Him Thursday

“And a little child shall lead them.” ~Isaiah 11:6

Yesterday I was riding on a bent rim and a tire that wouldn’t hold air and I didn’t even know it! On the way to work earlier that day, I had the misfortune of hitting a deep pothole. I pulled over and checked the tires but they appeared to be fine. 

After picking up my youngest son from school, I had stopped at the gas station when a man approached my car and told me. I thought the car was riding funny and I had even checked all four tires twice and nothing seemed amiss.

This kind stranger also put air in the tire so we could make it home.

The style of my tires are “rubber band” which means they are very thin to showcase the rim. It would have been a terrible thing had it completely went flat while driving 60+ mph on the highway.

But God kept me from harm.

The gas station was less than three minutes from home but I prayed all the way. A little voice chimed in and said his own beautiful, wee orisons. I was touched and thankful that he understands when we experience any form of trouble-big or small, we are to take it to the Lord.

Thank you Lord and amen!