Travelling home from Saskatchewan along unfamiliar stretches of
highway, my granddaughter and I came upon a sign for an antique shop. It was time
for a short break and the anticipation of finding a pretty treasure was keen.
Located on a corner of a small farming town, the building seemed unpretentious
but very neat and inviting.
Unknowns can be intimidating but not here .. excitement ran high.
My granddaughter was immediately caught up in the world of millinery
especially the ones with the lovely netting over the forehead.
She had so much fun trying different ones but always came back to the
pink petal creation.
My eyes were darting all over in search of beautiful old dishes and china
tea cups. I was looking for a special kind of Royal Albert and I found it!
We browsed and admired knowing that we could never do justice to
bountiful the treasures stacked and heaped in every nook.
For over 4 decades I have appreciated two china tea cups that
were gifted to me by a friend. Tiny blue forget-me-nots is the
design on the beautiful shapes. Many years ago I noticed that the
saucers were mysteriouslyy cracked and broken just as they sat in
Of all the china patterns produced in England, what are the chances
that I would be able to locate two missing Forget-me-not saucers?
As Jodie and I were leaving the antique shop I happened to see some
pieces in the Forget-me-not pattern. Quickly I returned to the owner and
posed a question. 'If you had two extra tea cup saucers in this pattern,
would you sell them to me?' The answer was yes. I bent down to the
bottom shelf and found the tea cups. I counted the saucers.
There were two extra!!
Today my teacups are paired and no longer mismatched.
Is this important in the scheme of life? Absolutely not!
Would the gold rimmed white saucers do? Certainly!
Did I need the two missing saucers? Of course not!
So what is the significance for me in this story?
Let me tell you. A year or so I told the Lord that I would really
like to have two matching saucers. I also made sure that He knew
it was not a big deal to me. I told Him that I was certain He could bring
it about even though it was so unnecessary.
Were my sensations tingling when I realized I had an answer to prayer
I quietly breathed so long ago?
God, in this tiny moment, this unimportant event, I saw Your hand
and I am awed that you are intimately involved in my life!
Go out and stand on the mountain
in the presence of the Lord,
for the Lord is about to pass by."
Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart
and shattered the rocks before the Lord,
but the Lord was not in the wind.
After the wind there was an earthquake,
but the Lord was not in the earthquake.
After the earthquake there was a fire,
but the Lord was not in the fire.
And after the fire came a gentle whisper.
I Kings 19:11, 12 NIV