Unaccounted for

I blogged earlier this week about my worries and God's whispers.

It didn't take very long for answers to prayers.

God is so good.

I wasn't sure that I would have enough of my meal plan to get me through the rest of the semester, so I have been very frivolous in my eating patterns (read as: living on peanut butter and animal crackers). A sweet mentor of mine, a retired lady who lives in the 55+ community by the school, texted me yesterday (yes, she texts!) saying "Hi. Where might you be right now? I bought some groceries for you!"

What?

So the sweet lady walked over to campus with a gift bag filled with juice, tea, apples, bread, peanut butter, granola bars, and (yes!) chocolate. It was a simple gesture that stretched so far in my worried little heart. She knew just what I needed, just when I needed it.

Or even better, God knew what I needed and she was willing to obey.

Later that same day, I was working on a group project with some classmates. Two of us had to run errands in the plaza by the school, so we decided to go together to avoid being the next victim of the ABG (Azusa Booty Grabber). We ran up to our dorms to put away our laptops and textbooks. I opened my online bank account, almost certain that if I hadn't yet overdrawn, I was surely about to.

What I found stopped my heart and nearly brought me to tears.

There, in my bank account, was sitting a large sum of money. An unaccounted for sum of money. A sum of money that had no record of being deposited. A sum of money that won't completely pay the bills, but will certainly allow me to relax.

God has provided through ways I don't understand. For this, I am grateful.

So do not worry, saying, "What shall we eat?" or "What shall we drink?" or "What shall we wear?" For the pagans run after these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them.

Matthew 6:31-32