Sometimes my faith stagnates, even in the face of miracles. Sometimes I assign practical and earthly reasoning for the supernatural blessings of God. Sometimes I give people the glory.
Our move to Canada is saturated with stories of provision. It’s amazing, really.
But you want to know a secret? In my heart, I’ve been robbing God of the glory.
I’ve eyeballed the goodness coming my way and, while I’ve appreciated it, I’ve attributed it to the goodness of humanity.
I’ve thought, “Man, people sure are nice.”
I’ve chalked it up to chance.
Or worse, in my heart of hearts, I’ve taken credit.
My blog, my networking, me me me .
Sure, I’ve given God lip-service on facebook. But I haven’t fully felt it.
At a younger, more child-like stage of my faith, I would have been speechless over the bountiful blessings of this summer. Not so in the present.
But as these big and little miracles of provision continued to snowball, even my thick, jaded exterior began to crack.
And the grace and love of God has begun to seep in.
All of the pictures above showcase some of the many blessings that have been showered on our family this summer. Yes, they’ve been given by people, but God has done the blessing. Thanks you so much for everyone that has sent us gifts through our Amazon Grocery Wishlist. It has literally kept food on the table.
If you want to keep up with the many miracles of provision and kindness that God is doing in our life, follow the hashtag #birdsoftheair
“Look at the birds of the air. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are?” – Matthew 6:26