About a week or so ago, my coffee maker stopped working.
I got up early, put ground coffee in the filter, filled the coffee maker with water, flipped the on switch, went back into my room to finish getting ready. When I emerged, no coffee! The little red light of the switch was on, but absolutely nothing happened. Bummer.
I went shopping this past weekend to get stocked up for the beginning of the semester. I considered getting a new coffee maker. Mind you, I do have a Keurig coffee maker. I got it for Christmas last year, and I love it. The only thing is that buying the Keurig cups can get a little pricey. So, I still used my regular old trusty coffee maker. But, nah. I didn't need a new one. It could wait. I needed to save my money. I decided to just get a new box of Keurig cups, a little pricey, yet cheaper than buying a brand new coffee maker, and use them sparingly.
Today, a lady at church who I always sit with called to make sure I would be at Bible study tonight. She had something for me, she said. When I got to church, she slipped me a pretty little card and a bag of freshly ground Dutch coffee she brought back from a recent trip to Aruba. Too bad I won't be able to make it anytime soon, I thought. She's a coffee aficionado. I made sure to bring her back some Cuban coffee. "I have something else for you in my car. We'll get it after church," she said.
After church, she opened her trunk and gave me a beautiful gift bag with a scripture on it: Love bears all things, believes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. She said it made her think of me. I took the tissue paper out. This can't be what I think it is. It was a cute little personal coffee maker. She even said, "I knew you already had a coffee maker, so I don't know why I felt to get you this! But this is what God laid on my heart to get for you." And I just started tearing up. She had no idea my "regular" coffee maker had stopped working. And it's not like I even needed another one. I simply wanted one. But God saw fit to prompt someone else to gift me with something that I wanted.
It made me feel like God really and truly does know and care. About the little things. About not just my needs, but my desires, too. I felt overwhelmed and grateful. If he knows and cares about coffee makers, He's got to know and care about bigger things, too.
The ever cautious, stubborn skeptic that I am softened up a little today. I cannot let fear stop me from believing that God will make good on His promise to give me the desires of my heart if I delight myself in Him. I cannot let fear prevent me from hoping that somehow, He's working things out for my good.
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