As I got out of my car Friday morning, I dropped my thermos of tea all over the parking lot. This was tragic because
a. It was Friday, I was exhausted, and I really needed a hot drink to get me through.
b. I was getting sick, and this was my only tea bag of immune system-strengthening tea.
c. My mother-in-law had given me that tea, and I was looking forward to being comforted by thinking of how she was praying for me while I drank it.
But if I learned anything my senior year of college, I learned that God works in the little, daily things. And often, He has reasons that I could never imagine for weird disappointments like that.
Knowing this, I prayed, “Well, I sure hope you sent someone to bring me coffee this morning!”
When I got in the building, I did get a free doughnut, but it didn’t feel quite like God’s big tea replacement. It really only covered the first criterium for a tea-replacing item. I mentioned my parking lot catastrophe to my mentor teacher, and she told me about this box of tea bags that her husband had bought but neither of them could use due to a medication they were taking. She offered to bring it to me on Monday, and I shyly wondered if that was God’s plan. But that didn’t prepare me for Monday morning when I entered the classroom to see an unopened box my very favorite medicinal tea, specifically for colds (second criterium). Moreover, it is the tea my mother-in-law always gives me when I’m feeling under the weather (third criterium). And in case that wasn’t enough, it’s a whole, unopened box (first criterium times sixteen).
In June, when I found out that my husband is deploying in November, my sister said, “This is great! You’re going to have so much time to get so close to God!” I knew she was right, but I resented it. I didn’t want closeness with God if the cost was being without my best friend for nine months. But I’m honestly incredibly blessed that God is only taking away my husband for this amount of time instead of for the rest of my earthly life. Because He could, and a relationship with Him would still be worth it.
I’m still learning. This is just the first baby step of a long process. But I’m choosing to believe that His plan is better than mine, and I’m writing it down so my friends and family can hold me accountable.
This morning God asked me to trust Him, and as a sign of good faith, He sent me a box of tea.