It wasn’t long after that, my young son was asking me about cheese (he really loved cheese, you see) we’d been through so much, lost almost everything we owned in that fire, including some recent Christmas gits that meant a lot. I had to say to my darling boy, “I’m sorry honey we don’t have any cheese.”
it’s hard to tell your kids you can’t do anything about anything, when your hands are tied and you can’t do anything about it. It’s heartbreaking, in fact. They look up to us, we’re supposed to have the answers.
I prayed outside (with tears) “Father I know this is a really dumb prayer, but can we please have some cheese!!?? I”ll never forget that day, or the next time we went to church a lady walked up to me and said “this is going to sound really stupid but, would you like some cheese?” ……..
I stood there, dumbfounded. Then I started to cry.
See, she didn’t know me. She felt this nudge to offer, but her brain probably said “Why would she want some cheese?” I”m pretty sure she was amazed when I started weeping and declared, “I just prayed for cheese!!” ……
That was the first time I remember God doing something for me (in answer to prayer) that was not NEEDED but it was just his love saying “Hey, I’m here, I heard you!” …..
Now when my brain says “Why would God do that for you?” (as I pray) I remember……
the cheese blessing.
Blessings and love to you all, Laura Grace, Author, speaker, Minister in training.