Praise God for the opportunities this week that put food on the table. Praise Him for those that didn’t turn into blessings but did give us insight into what we do and why. Praise the Lord for His generosity and for His patience. I’m convinced the greatest classroom there ever was lies just outside the front door and another opportunity to “taste and see” will begin in the morning.
Recently, one of our customers using us to procure equipment from another manufacturer, not approved on the vendor list, finally added that company to their strategy and informed me that our services would no longer be required in that area. The customer was very grateful for our help and very kind with their delivery of the news, and we have been blessed for years by this act of generosity. But fear immediately rolled in touting a loss that we would have to do something about. As I thanked the client for his business and communicated grief for the disipation, I felt the need to remind him of the other things we do. He was well aware, but there was still a bit of doubt in my mind as to how we would recover from the hit.
My brainstorm of the thirty second list of options was interrupted with the reminder of Who has been filling the basket all along. This is Gods economy and has been since day one. Since day one two plus two has never equaled four. Since day one, no manna has fallen from the sky without His approval. Since day one not a single tree in the garden has borne a single piece of fruit without His divine design. Just as my hairs are numbered, so are my days. Dust and clay I am and dust and clay I remain without the presence of Jesus Christ and the admission that He is the only absolute and the only one Who can and does command the raven to deliver food no matter how plush or how impoverished the land appears to be.