“Well, I do think someone might have arranged about our meals,” said Digory.
“I'm sure Aslan would have, if you'd asked him,” said Fledge.
“Wouldn't he know without being asked?” said Polly.
“I've no doubt he would,” said the Horse (still with his mouth full). “But I've a sort of idea he likes to be asked.”
The Magician’s Nephew by C.S. Lewis – Chapter 12
For anyone who's wondered about our money situation, since I mentioned being short of cash over the weekend, here's my story. My comment was something about not knowing what we'd eat on Monday. Well, as I said yesterday, oldest daughter took care of that. So tonight we'll have the potato soup that would've been last night's meal. A stick of margarine, a 8 oz. package of cream cheese and seasonings will dress-up a five pound bag of red potatoes nicely. Had gotten a deal on potatoes the other day, and was able to gather the rest of the ingredients in fits and starts. With biscuits, I can feed all ten of us.
Now, onto other things. Oldest daughter turns 22 tomorrow, and my prayer has been for funds to buy her dinner fixings and presents. I asked the Lord for X amount of dollars to accomplish this. My husband has had trouble contacting a particular client who owes him money, so the actually gathering up of monies has been up in the air. We've learned, however, to NOT depend on people (who will fail us whether they intend to or not) and to put our eggs in one basket---namely God's.
So, I got up this morning with the knowledge that I can't do a thing about money. Pray, and that's it. But that's huge. One son came up to me with some cash in his hand, telling me he felt the Lord telling him last night to give this to me today. Guess what? It equals exactly the X amount I prayed for.
Can't add anything to that but to say that I'd told nobody in this house of my prayer. God just blows me away.
