Good Gifts

I've been praying for the Holy Spirit to give me a soft heart that recognizes God for the good, generous, grace-filled Father that he is. I think that I so quickly get caught up in what I feel I lack that what I have, despite how desperately I once yearned for it, fades to utterly lacking any ability to fulfill. But the thing is that only Jesus can fulfill me, and so instead of merely asking for a thankful heart I've been asking for a heart that finds joy in worshiping a good-gift giving God.

Today God answered that prayer in three sweet ways that I'd love to share.

The Jesus Storybook Bible: Every Story Whispers His Name
Love. This. Book!
First, as I read to Roger from the Jesus Storybook Bible (no, they don't give me anything if I keep saying how great this is!) today's story was from the passages in Matthew 6 and Luke 12 where people are worrying about money. Jesus points out that the sparrow never prays to win a gift card to the grocery store, nor do the lilies of the field ache for a shopping spree at J. Crew. God always takes care of his children--he delights in it!

Then, after I put Roger down for a nap (he's still asleep, 2 hours later, which is why I'm here writing 2 days in a row!) I was doing some chores. I was putting away dishes and doing my new routine of praying aloud for my husband (and others, including my own heart) whenever I'm doing any sort of kitchen cleaning--believe you me, that adds up to a LOT of prayer! As I put away our bowls I had just prayed for a more thankful heart and just felt overwhelmed with gratitude for every meal served to my family in those bowls. Even better, they were a wedding present so my fretful "where will the money come from?" heart had to recognize that Jesus literally gifted those food vessels to us through someone who loves us. Beautiful.

The next chore was to fold laundry. Now, I know I've written many times about what a sweet gift Roger is and how blessed I am to have him, but sometimes it just hits me all fresh and new. As I folded a specific shirt of his (see the two pictures), I remembered shortly after buying it how I couldn't wait to show it, and the other stuff I bought, off to my friends. I was about 4 months pregnant and looking at the tiny little clothes paired with the palpable desire to hold  my son who would wear them. And now, today, here I was folding that shirt because my son is here, alive and well, and gets his clothes dirty.

Honestly, what a joy it was today to clean dishes and do laundry. What good gifts the Father has given me! Not so coincidentally, my heart was stirred to sing songs of thankfulness to Jesus during our pre-nap worshiping Jesus ritual. Good stuff!

Here are some sweet verses about good gifts from God that have blessed my heart today:

If you then, who are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give good things to those who ask him! [Matthew 7:11; Luke 11:13]

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change. [James 1:17]

1 comment:

  1. Tami,
    I was catching up on some of your posts and I just wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed this one! We were given the Jesus Storybook Bible at one of our baby showers and I think it's great as well.
    We've been spending the better part of the year going through the sermon on the mount and the verse you posted (Matt 7:11) was taught a few weeks back. Our pastor repeated the phrase 'how much more' many times throughout the sermon. Think of all the love you have for that tiny beautiful creature you brought into this world...I am blown away at how I can love something like never before. But our Father...how much more does he love us? More than we can possibly fathom. How much more does he do for us every minute of every day. How much more. Wow, can wait to experience that much more. Thanks for blogging :)