Saturday, December 6, 2014

Grace through Jonathan's Eyes


A couple of days ago, Jonathan asked me to edit his writing assignment before he transferred it to final draft in postcard form. To him, it was nothing special, just a routine writing assignment for his school folder, a fake "postcard" to his grandma that she'll never actually receive. So he didn't get why I wanted his permission to post it on my blog.

But you'll see why.


Dear Gramma, 
Quite a few miracles happened in a short time that solved our problems. I like the new free car. Hm, we weren't planning a turkey, but okay! Man, what a wondrous donation! All of the above in one night.


On Monday, Mom visited you, and I'm glad. During the afternoon, you called Mom and she took off. I learned about the expedition and I was overloaded with joy. On Wednesday, she arrived in the new blue car. Thanks!


On Wednesday night, a man came in a blue car. I was surprised to see him. He was a pastor of a neighboring Lutheran church who knew we needed food. So, he gave us food. Man, generosity astounds me!


Also that evening, Pastor Nate from our church came, too! He handed us an envelope. He just said it was anonymous. Inside was $[money]! I wonder who sent it.


At Thanksgiving, we reflected on that night. I'm glad Mom could make it home with the car. That unexpected turkey was delicious! We got to celebrate in a fine house, thanks to that donation. I hope more miracles happen. 
Sincerely, 
Jonathan

I've been trying for over a week to get a post written about God's provision. I wanted to include every detail so you could see all the little facets we saw of God's amazingness. I worked on it as I had time, but it was slow going. I didn't want to wait too long to get my post written, though, so on Thursday, I finally prayed that God would just give me a block of time to finish it. That evening, as I read Jonathan's assignment, I realized my post had been written for me as a postcard! God even provided that!

There are tons of details I could add, more bits of story I could tell (a raffle prize, a great seat on the train, some free shirts), but I feel like John at the end of his gospel.

"Now there are also many other things that Jesus did. Were every one of them to be written, I suppose that the world itself could not contain the books that would be written." (John 21:25)

So that's happy.