I wish I had pictures to help illustrate what I’m feeling these past few days, but I don’t.
For the past 6 weeks I’ve been working on a major undertaking that involved putting together large bulk orders of products from multiple places for the benefit of a group of people I’m associated with. As things came to a culmination last week, I was staring at literally, thousands of pounds of materials that needed to be picked up, packed and distributed.
And I’m 8 1/2 months pregnant. (We won’t talk about some of my assesments of my personal mental state when I decided that I could pull this off right now. )
I’ve been doing this for a while; it’s a volunteer job for me. I do it because I care about the people, the products, and because I was asked to do it. But this order was about a 400% increase over what we’ve done in the past. I was both thrilled and terrified. In my mind I re-lived every scenario from past experience and knew how many glitches could mess things up.
So I prayed. A lot. Not for me, but for everybody who was counting on me. And I have this to say:
God’s economy is one of abundance.
I’ve said that before, and I wholeheartedly believe it is true. But it’s a lesson I re-learned last Saturday when I watched people show up, dig in, help out, and get an enormous job done in only 2 1/2 hours. I re-learned it every day last week when the next little step worked out instead of blowing up in my face. And every time my husband took a break from very important things to make sure that I wouldn’t have to physically manage it alone.
We’re living in a society that is completely fixated right now on scarcity of every kind. But I know that’s not God’s way.
I could bore you with lots of details, and some would try to explain them away. That’s fine. But this I know, that it is often in our scarcity (in my case this time, the scarcity of energy and physical abilities that come at the end of a pregnancy) that God is able to show us just how much he can do. Somehow he is best able to do this for us when we feel weak, or afraid, or when we’re intensely aware of how many things can go wrong. That’s when he shows us that he can make things work out, in ways we didn’t expect, using people and help we didn’t forsee, and do it faster than any prior experience of ours would predict. And I learned how much God cares about all these people I was trying to help, and that he cares about my efforts to do it. Isn’t life wonderful!
So I’ve been feeling really grateful for the past few days, and I needed to express it.