Yesterday, when I called my mother to check in with her over lunch, I learned that a member of her church family is without a car to get to work and without finances to afford one. My mother had been searching used car lots online, and I promised I’d also pray about it, wrapping up the call as the bell rang.

“If God owns the cattle on a thousand hills,” Mom said, “he probably has about as many cars.”

Later in the evening, the need crossed my mind again, so I recruited my husband to pray with me. Removed from the situation both in physical miles and personal impact, I found myself free to pray in helpless and utter trust, “Lord, we have no idea how you might provide this, but we pray that you will.”

Upon amen, I proceeded to keep my husband awake by marveling at the fact that we bring nothing to the divine table except childlike faith. Why don’t we sound a little more like this every day? You need a car? Oh, I’ll ask my dad for you! I’m sorry you’re not feeling well. I’ll tell my dad and He’ll know what to do. I made a mistake, but I know my dad will forgive me if I say I’m sorry and mean it.

I don’t know the end of this story yet. It’s too new. But, I know my Father will take care of it. After all, He can do anything!

Heavenly Father, how grateful we are to be Your children. Thank you for adopting us into Your family as sons and daughters, helplessly reliant on Your goodness. We praise You for caring for us in every circumstance. Amen.

Copyright Kristi Shanenko.

Kristi is a current member of Christian Educators and a high school English teacher who lives in North Dakota.