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When
I was thirteen years old, my daddy was killed in an explosion on his job. I
remember how devastated I was when I was told the awful news. His death left
my mama with four children to raise alone. I was the oldest. My daddy had
made a good living for us so we got a pretty good check each month from his
social security. There were lean times, though, when the end of the month
came and all the money was gone. |
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One
day, at the end of the month, I was in the kitchen helping mama clean. I
opened the refrigerator and looked in the freezer to see if I could decide
what mama would fix for supper. There was no meat to be found. I had never
seen our freezer so empty. I said to mama, "What are we going to have
for supper tonight?" |
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My
mama replied, "What do you want, Honey?" |
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Without
thinking, I said, "Fish!" Fish was my favourite meal and living in |
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At
this point, mama assured me that fish it would be, much to my delight. She
did not tell me that we were out of money for the month and she had no way of
getting fish or any other kind of meat for supper. She was very good at
making suppers from vegetables and cornbread. My mama told me later that she
had felt impressed to tell me that my request would be granted. Later, she
said she slipped away and prayed to God to supply the fish to get her out of
her dilemma in which she had gotten herself. |
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Later
that day the doorbell rang. When she opened the door, there stood Mr.
Thompson and in his hands was a pan of fish. He said he was passing through the
neighbourhood and felt impressed to bring us a "mess of fish."
Could we use them? Of course we could and how good they were, fresh out of
the ocean. |
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This
story will remain etched in my memory forever. It reminds me that God is so
good. Like an earthly father, He does not want his children to go without the
things they need, especially their daily food. He sends His helpers to supply
His children's needs! |
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Patsie
Collins |
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