I had approximately thirty minutes Tuesday evening to lock the office, get the mail, give the dog a run plus some food and water, and then dream up something for supper. That would leave ten minutes to inhale the food before my evening appointment. As I made the short drive to the mail box, I prayed one of those, “Dear God, help me handle all this,” prayers.
My husband was still recovering from back surgery, and life felt just a bit stretched for both of us. I decided to dash in at the Solid Rock Cafe and get take-out from the salad bar. My poor husband probably needed something more balanced than peanut butter. Fortunately, I checked my purse for cash before I filled the take-out container.
Back to Plan B. Which would probably be peanut butter.
It was dark and cold by the time I pulled into the garage, so I went straight to the backyard with our dog. Suddenly, we were joined by Parker, the dog from across the street, and he was wearing half of a broken leash.
By the time I got our dog put away and had coaxed Parker across the street with me, our friend, Dave, was just coming out his front door. “Oh, man,” he said, “am I glad to see you! I just discovered Parker was missing, and I was going to be in deep trouble with the ladies of this house if I didn’t find him fast.” He let Parker inside and then said, “Hey, I’ve got a big pot of vegetable soup that’s been cooking all day. I was actually thinking of bringing some over to you guys but I just hadn’t done it. Have you had supper yet?”
You can call all those events coincidence if you believe in that sort of thing. I prefer to think of Parker and Dave as God’s answer to prayer.
And the soup was delicious.
That is awesome! We have to choose to see God in the everyday-ness of life. It makes all the difference.
Yes, that is my survival strategy.
As owner of the troublesome dog, I’m so glad for these kinds of moments. The fact that my way-ward pooch and truly wonderful, Spirit-filled husband were able to be a part is a great blessing!
And you’re right, David’s soup was delicious! Thank you for sharing your warm heart in return for the warm soup!
Your pooch was actually no trouble 🙂 But he made a great story!
That is the kind of story people dream of. What a great moment.
What a great story! Isn’t God faithful? And I’m sure God’s heart is warmed that you saw Him move on your behalf and acknowledged it. It can be so easy to overlook what He does daily when life is hectic. Bless you!
Thanks, Kimberly. I just read your blog about the delightful Anabelle. Priceless!