Of Tires and Toddler Beds

In general, I like to think of myself as a thankful person, giving credit where due.  But am I?  In fact am I the person of faith I think myself?  I was given further cause to ponder these questions first, this weekend, and again yesterday.  

My husband has acquired a "new" truck recently.  It is a 1988 Ford Ranger.  It needed new tires.  He called all over town to find a dealer who carried the size he needed.  The few he found wanted exhorbitent amounts of money.  We were (he was) getting a little discouraged about the whole situation because he had just finished fixing "the innards" and registering the vehicle, only to have the wheels create a seemingly impossible obstacle.  He was out in the garage trying to work out the problem and I (oblivious to pretty much all things related to vehicular maintenance) was happily puttering, when he called in an urgent voice, "Dorina!  Come look at this!! Quick!!!"  I rushed out to see what the problem was, thinking he has severed an artery or something equally horrible.  When I arrived at the "scene" all he did was point to the tire with an ear to ear grin on his face.  He asked with a laugh, "Have you been praying again?!"  I replied that I had not and asked why he wanted to know.  He pointed to the tire and explained that our tires that we have been meaning to sell for almost two years fit perfectly (something about Dodge and Ford bolt patterns and tire sizes).  God had been using my forgetfulness and lack of timing for His perfect timing.  We promptly thanked the Great Provider.  I was humbled and reminded that He knows what we need even before we ask.  Why don't I trust Him more?  Oh me of little faith.

We recently moved our youngest into the bedroom with her sisters and until yesterday she had been sleeping with her mattress on the floor.  During the last few weeks I have been looking and calling around for toddler beds in our price range and size range (small).  I found one at a consignment store, but it was a Cars bed for a boy.  We talked about it and about a week later decided to go ahead and get it, but it was gone by that time.  So I looked more, and could only find expensive, large beds.  Yesterday, I decided to pop into the consignment store "just to look" while I waited for my grandmother to get off work.  Guess what I found!  A princess toddler bed in our price range, and small!! I immediately carried it to the register and purchased it.  God had to put several events in motion to have this bed ready when I went to "just look."  Thank you!  As an added bonus, our daughter begged to "nigh night" as soon as we had her mattress in it!  How good my God is and patient, even when I am so pathetically faithless.  It makes my heart swell with pride of Him and my soul bow in humble adoration and awe.