"It is for our own benefit to keep every gift of God fresh in our memory.

By this means faith is strengthened to claim and to receive more and more.

There is greater encouragement for us in the least blessing we ourselves receive

from God than in all the accounts we can read of the faith and experience

of others."

The Ministry of Healing, 49

Three dollars and some odd cents. I had milk in the fridge, a few cans of beans, some left over white rice and peanuts. There was less than half a tank of gas and work to do in town...seventeen miles away. I decided not to tell a soul...to bring it before the God who owns the cattle on a thousand hills.

I half wondered if it wasn't my pride speaking. I mean after all, independence has kind of been my trade mark. Not that its all bad, but I had sort of overdone it at times...the self-sufficiency turning into an obnoxious block against all kinds of what I perceived as neediness behavior, which actually was often just healthy inter-dependance. I don't exist in a vacuum; I totally need other people and I'm getting better about being open and vulnerable; but on the other hand I wanted to exercises my Sunflower-Impulse. My turning to God as First, Best and Last in my life.

He did it! I didn't breath a WORD to a human and He did!

I was given a loaf of Berry Bread...

A jucy watermelon...

Gas money in exchange for a ride...

and cash sent because of an impression...

The Lord is faithful...the Lord is faithful to little ME! My bread and water was provided and it even came back buttered!