For about three weeks this fall, food came to us like manna from heaven -- just enough to last until the next batch arrived. During that time, here's how God made good on His promise to feed us.
Jeff went to the local food bank on the morning of Jonathan's birthday and brought back enough to give him a birthday dinner he liked, including a birthday cake. I cried.
The food bank provided enough food for a couple of weeks, but not much fresh food, naturally. I asked God for produce. We got a check in the mail, and we were able to go to our local produce stand and get all the produce we could possibly eat before it went bad, all for $25.
While Jeff was at the food bank, he applied for food stamps and medical benefits. The medical benefits slowed our application process to a crawl because we were supposed to provide self-employment verification from several months back that it would have taken us a while to get our hands on. We tried to withdraw the medical portion of our application, but our case worker refused to return our calls. Weird.
While waiting to get on food stamps, we ran out of food bank food -- you're only allowed to receive from them once a month. We had enough food to last the day, but nothing for the next day. Late in the afternoon, Jeff's mom showed up with groceries out of the blue.
Just as we'd eaten the last of what she had given, Jeff came home from his bible study with a box of food someone had cleaned out of their aging relative's cupboards when that person was moved into a care facility. That same morning, one of the guys from Jeff's bible study showed up on our doorstep with bags and bags of dry goods and fresh produce. He and his wife had simply decided they had more bounty than they could consume, so they cleaned out their cupboards and asked God to show them what to do with it. He led them to us.
After several attempts on Jeff's part to contact our case worker about our food stamp application, and receiving very strange and unhelpful replies, I shared with my family about that process. My sister prayed specifically that God would motivate our case worker to do his part, that the process would proceed in an uncomplicated manner, and that we would soon get the help we needed.
I love the way God answered her prayer. The very next day, the case worker called Jeff, completely apologetic, and asked if he could see him right away because he'd lost our file! I know God hid it from him! So cool! And the medical portion of our application, which was the complicated part, had miraculously disappeared. We think, also, that the case worker must have been given a deadline to get our application completed because he issued our food stamp card that very afternoon.
God specifically answered each of my sister's requests. Motivation? Check. Simple process? Check. Soon? Check. Our God has the power to move heaven and earth and files and hearts and wallets to feed His children. He is Yahweh Yireh, our provider and yours.
"Do not be worried about your life, as to what you shall eat... for your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be added to you." ~Matthew 6:25b, 32b, 33