As most of you know, my baby sister ( 3 years younger than I), arrived here from Canada last week. She's currently studying "something in languages" in Langley, B.C. (Sorry, J, I forgot what its called) Her name is Andrea, but we all call her J.
On Tuesday, my sisters, C and J came over to my house for Tereré. We were having a lovely sister-sister chat, and I told my sisters I was having some problems with one of my dear daughters. Because I was really struggling with this, I didn't explain too much, but hoped they would understand and maybe be able to give me some advice or a back rub:)
We had a good time and they went home again.
That evening C sent me a message on my phone: "Matthew 7: 7&8."
I looked it up and it says:
"Ask and it will be given to you;
seek and you will find;
knock and the door will be opened to you.
For everyone who asks receives;
he who seeks finds;
and to him who knocks,
the door will be opened."
I immediately broke out in tears (I cry easily:) and thought about the book C had lent me: "The Strong-Willed Child" by Dr. Dobson. I was thinking she gave me the perfect advice. I should ask the Lord for wisdom, I should have looked for an answer. And I found the answer to my problem in this book.
I wrote back to C: "Thanks, so simple and yet so hard. I was praticing throwing today: throwing my worries on Him. We had a better day today, PTL"
Fast forward to today, Friday, chilly weather.
C writes an SMS: Coffee or Maté? (Maté is the hot version of Terere, a yerba tea)
I write: Will be drinking terere with Marv.
She writes: Are you knitting something? Good weather for that!
(since when is she interested in my knitting?)
I write: I interrupted knitting my sweater for your slippers (the ones she asked me to make for her), first one done, will start the second one now.
She writes: No rush! Have a good day!
(what was that all about?)
Then she writes: Waiting for a cutlery comment
AHHHHHHHH! Now I get it!!!
I raced to my knitting basket, throw everything out, and find: THE SILVER SPOON!
She called me later and apologized for messing with me. Then she said, she had sent the verse, hoping I would start looking for the spoon. And I thought, she was sending me loving advice.
I just have to say, the Lord works in mysterious ways. Because the scripture she sent was just right.
I threatened C with revenge, but actually all I want to give her is a hug.
I love my sisters!!!
P.S. Caroline, I'm letting Grayson eat your slippers, sorry:)