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God’s Daily Provision

Rented Home in Hartley Rhodesia, Africa 1971


Psalm 37:25 (NKJV) Psalm 37:25 (NKJV) “I have been young, and now am old; Yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken, Nor his descendants begging bread.”

This is a well-known verse of scripture and Glyn and I have seen it fulfilled in our lives over and over again. Through-out our years of following the call of God, there has been so many occasions where we had to look to God to meet our daily needs and each time we called on Him for help, He never let us down! Let me share an example with you of God’s unique provision when we were serving Him as missionaries in Africa. This event took place in May of 1971

Our annual conference at Rufaro Mission in Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe) had come to a close; the missionary families had left to return to their respective Districts and the last trainload/busloads of African believers had returned to their villages. Glyn and I were finally able to load up and make the journey back to our rented home in the small town of Hartley.
This particular conference had been quite a challenge for me, as it had been my turn to cook the meals for the missionary families that had gathered and I did not consider myself a Master Chef!
Added to that we also had a three month old baby – our first; so I was a brand new mother, learning what it was like caring for an infant under rather primitive living conditions!
I was cooking meals for around 20 people, on the old wood stove that my parents had brought to Rhodesia, when I was but a child. It was amazing that it was still going strong.
I might add that cooking in a rather primitive kitchen over a wood burning stove, in the African heat, gave a whole new meaning to the saying; “If you can’t stand the heat get out of the kitchen”!

A few days after getting back to Hartley I had a very ill husband on my hands. He was running a high fever and was plastered with what appeared to be a bad dose of chicken-pox. I was concerned because of the high fever, so I put a call into Dr. Johan Bower, the only doctor in the small town of Hartley. As soon as he finished his office hours he drove over to our house; (yes, back in the 1970’s a doctor still did make house calls!!).
Concern showed on his face after he had checked Glyn. He took me aside and gravely told me that he was afraid that my husband had contracted Small-pox! He said he needed to call Dr. Mossup, the Government Medical Officer in Gatooma and have him come and give a second opinion.
The next morning both doctors were back at our home trying to come to an agreement on exactly what diagnosis to come up with. Did he have Small-pox or Chicken-pox? Finally they came to the conclusion that he had a bad case of old fashioned “cow-pox”, which he probably contracted from an infected individual at our annual conference we had just returned from.

To err on the side of safety though, Dr. Mossup wanted us to be in quarantine for at least two weeks! I could not even walk to the town for food supplies! It would mean using very creative ideas for meals and praying our canned goods did not run out. Fortunately our milk was delivered to our kitchen doorstep in the early hours each morning, in glass milk bottles, so I knew wouldn’t run out of milk.
Then usually on alternate days, an African delivery man would arrive on a bicycle with a huge grass-woven basket filled with freshly baked bread of various sizes and varieties. His name was “Sixpence”, he always had a big smile and something cheerful to say. In return, to show my appreciation for his faithful deliveries I would give him a large bundle of Chamolia leaves, (Kale), from our garden to take home to his wife to cook with their evening meal. They loved to make a vegetable relish with it, to eat along with their sadza (stodgy porridge made from maize), which was their staple diet. He was always thankful for my simple gesture of friendship. If nothing else I knew we would have fresh bread and milk for the duration of the quarantine time!

The morning following Dr. Mossup’s decision, I heard the happy whistling of Sixpence coming down the lane behind the kitchen. I was waiting for him with a cool cup of water to quench his thirst and then looked into the large basket to select what bread I needed. Looking back now, I have to chuckle. The bread was not wrapped or bagged – just freshly baked loaves sitting in a large grass-woven basket that had a woven lid. How many hands had already touched those loaves was an unknown question! I can just see the modern day Health Department Inspectors screaming foul! Amazingly enough this was the way of life during this era in Rhodesia and none of us died from plague!

Sixpence was chattering away asking how our baby was etc. so I told him how very ill Glyn was. Immediately his face clouded over with concern and he asked how I was going to buy fresh vegetables or meat if I could not leave the house. I assured him that God would take care of us and for him just to continue stopping by to see if I needed bread.
Two days later I heard the familiar whistle and knew Sixpence was on his bread delivery round. I opened the kitchen door to greet him, a beaming face awaited me and in his hands was a bag of assorted fresh vegetables and tied to the back of his bicycle was a rather vocal, cranky chicken!
Happily Sixpence explained that because I had been good to him when his children were hungry, it was now his turn to make sure we did not go hungry!
I was deeply touched and humbled by this unsolicited act of kindness – God had taken care of our need for fresh food by sending us Sixpence, who over time had built up a friendship of trust with us!

This event took place over 47 years ago and I am here to tell you that right up to the writing of this Nugget, God has continued to be faithful to us in supplying our needs as we trusted in His provision. On the many times that we have reached out to Him in faith; His provision has come right when we needed it the most!
It never ceases to amaze me the unique ways that God will use to care for the needs of His Children.
Let me encourage you today ………..
Never think a kindness you do will not be remember and it could well come back to bless you down the road when you least expect it!

Truly we can say with the Psalmist; “I have been young, and now am old; Yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken, Nor his descendants begging bread.”


Get Ready to Move


Elephants crossing the river.

Elephants crossing the river.

  “Get ready to cross the Jordan River into the land I am about to give.” Jos 1:2 NIV

God said to Joshua: “Moses my servant is dead. Now then…get ready to cross the Jordan River into the land I am about to give you…

Imagine what emotions were racing through Joshua’s heart when he heard this command from God! The seemingly “unreachable land” is now within the Children of Israel’s grasp. It was a crossroad of mammoth proportions! Just one wrong step could bring total disaster to this nation. So much weighed on Joshua’s shoulders! Actually the fate of the nation rested on his shoulders!

Could God……….would God really entrust such a life changing event into the hands of one man?

The answer is a simple but resounding YES!

Let me bring this account in scripture closer to home.

As you read this Nugget are you too standing today at the crossroads of change?

Maybe, facing a new season or assignment in your life?

Do feelings of anxiety about this new crossroad rob you of clear thinking and the ability to see God’s leadings?

If so, consider two things in Joshua’s experience:

When his time came to lead, Joshua was READY.

How did Joshua prepare himself for this momentous assignment?

He demonstrated a willingness to have a SERVANT’S HEART. Think about it; he faithfully served Moses and found fulfillment in the number-two slot. He didn’t push himself into the limelight to usurp Moses’s leadership.

He didn’t play politics; he just prepared himself. The result was that when he was READY to lead the nation, God promoted him.

Joshua went further than his mentor did. Moses’ leadership ENDED where the Promised Land BEGAN.

Under Joshua’s leadership, Israel would move into the Promised Land and become a great nation.

We need to remember that every day Joshua had spent in the wilderness serving as “second fiddle” he was being equipped by God for this moment.  Can you imagine the disastrous consequences if Joshua had a rebellious heart instead of a teachable servant’s heart?  EXPERIENCE UNDER MOSES’S LEADERSHIP WAS JOSHUA’S SCHOOLMASTER!

Be encouraged today my friends! God never WASTES our experiences we are going through in life! He uses them to prepare us for something bigger!

Everything you’ve been through, INCLUDING the things you didn’t understand, WERE AND ARE preparation for what God has in store for you!

So shake off those feelings of anxiety and uncertainty and GET READY TO MOVE!


A Chance Encounter?

Chuck Flewelling Photography (used with permission)

Chuck Flewelling Photography (used with permission)


Earlier this week Glyn and I had a couple of hours free so we decided to take our Golden-doodle dog and go for a walk in a beautiful park a few miles away. This park is well appointed with prize winning rose gardens, flowerbeds of every kind, lovely shaded trees to picnic under, a pond with a variety of wild ducks and a resident flock of Canadian geese. Added to this beauty are walking trails and biking trails. Our fall colors are just starting to make their appearance with a few trees sporting their brilliant leaves before they take on their drab winter attire. We walk in this particular park as often as we can; along with dozens of other nature enthusiasts.

Driving to the park Glyn and I had been talking about the deep heart-ache he carries as result of losing his job as a Hospice Chaplain; all because of the unfounded decision of a vindictive individual. We had made the comment to each other that it would seem that our days of “ministry” have come to a close. Once we arrived at the park we slipped the leash on Flossie, brushing away our conversation of a few minutes before, determined to enjoy the beauties of God’s creation and the warm fall sunshine.

Flossie loves going for walks and generally attracts attention, especially from children, as she is very fluffy with a constant happy wag of her long tail. Adults and children alike are amazed at her silky soft curly hair and her loving nature, so she often is a catalyst for interesting conversations with complete strangers.

We had been walking for about ten minutes when three children came running up to us asking permission to pat our dog. Their mortified parents were trying to catch up with them and began to apologize for the children interrupting our walk. We laughed and told them that this was par for the course when we walk Flossie. Flossie sat lapping up the love and cuddling that she was receiving from the children. The parents then made the comment that the children were missing their pets as they were presently staying at the local Ronald MacDonald House while their son was in the Hospital. This information immediately opened a door of opportunity for us to reach out in compassion to the family. The parents hurt in their hearts began to bubble over like a pent up fountain that had found an escape route. Their son was struggling with a medically diagnosed disorder that was bringing a rift in their extended family and even scorn from the church they attended. They shared that they stopped attending church because they were being told their son “just needed deliverance”; these unkind comments had been like daggers to their souls. Instead of the Body of believers surrounding this couple with love and support they simply heaped condemnation on their heads. Glyn and I could see that their hurt ran deep and knew they needed some tangible comforting.  Without a second thought, we began to share with them totally oblivious that we were standing on a walking trail with other visitors walking continually past us. The spot we stood had become a sacred place for this couple to have an encounter with the “all accepting” love of God. Tears began to flow as Glyn shared that their son was not a stigma that needed to be hidden away and that God loved him as much as He loved their three healthy children. The husband kept saying, “God brought you people to the park today just for us”! Before we parted with no thought of who might see, we held hands, prayed with them then assured them that God had not abandoned them or their son. The couple headed back to visit their son and we continued our walk with grateful hearts.

Do you think for one minute that this was a chance encounter? ABSOLUTELY NOT! God’s timing was perfect right down to that path we chose to walk on.

Think about it; if we had been walking without our loveable fluffy Golden-doodle dog we might have passed this couple with a polite nod. God knew that Flossie would attract the children which in turn would bring the parents to “rescue” us from our uninvited little fans! God was intrinsically involved in each step that we took that afternoon.

God gave us the opportunity to minister to a hurting family but at the same time He was gently reminding Glyn and me that our “ministry years” are far from finished!

Let me challenge you in your daily walk. All around each one of us are hurting people, may we ever keep our eyes, ears and hands ready to reach out and share God’s love.

When Jesus walked this earth’s dusty paths He was constantly reaching out in compassion to those around Him. Peter in his Epistle also teaches this same principle:

1 Peter 3:8-9 (NKJV) Finally, all of you be of one mind, having compassion for one another; love as brothers, be tenderhearted, be courteous;  not returning evil for evil or reviling for reviling, but on the contrary blessing, knowing that you were called to this, that you may inherit a blessing.  


Credits: Photo by Chuck Flewelling Photography. Used with permission.



God’s Amazing Love

Double Knock-Out Rose-Red“Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword?…
No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Romans 8:35, 37-39

While reading through a booklet called “The Experience” I came across a passage that grabbed my attention and I would like to run with its theme, especially seeing that today the country is celebrating Valentine’s Day. Many will go to countless lengths to prove their “undying love”; sadly human love can be very fickle and change in a blink of an eye!
Just about everything in this life is subject to change without notice. A friend can become our enemy. Our family can be removed from us. Our health can take a downward plunge. We can lose our job or have our hours cut back, without notice. Nothing is guaranteed to remain the same, except one thing. There is one constant, one thing we can count on, now and forever, and that is the unfailing LOVE OF GOD.
There is nothing we can do and no place where we can go; where God’s love for us is not there.
The apostle Paul tried to imagine a way that God’s love would not be available or sufficient. He couldn’t think of one. No matter what our situation is right now, whether we are healthy or suffering from disease, employed or unemployed, on top of the world or feeling like a failure, living the Christian life victoriously or suffering the consequences of sin, NO MATTER WHAT, GOD LOVES US.

God’s love isn’t altered by our circumstances. It doesn’t depend on our environment. It is steady and unchanging. God is not intimidated by our problems or our faults. If there is anything, which the Bible shouts from the highest peaks, it is that God loves his children. That’s why the psalmist could proclaim with confidence, “Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; His love endures forever” (Psalm 106:1).
We may feel at times that even God couldn’t possibly love us. We may look at our circumstances and wonder why a loving God would allow us to go through such difficult times. Always remember that our STATE OF MIND IS NOT WHAT DETERMINES GOD’S LOVE. God’s love is the one thing in life we can safely count on. Today let us base our security on this one unchanging truth: nothing can separate us from God’s love. That’s a promise. Envelope yourself in God’s eternal love, draw comfort from this knowledge and face your tomorrows without fear! (Adapted from The Experience)

About me.

Born of missionary parents in Southern Rhodesia (Zimbabwe) and having served as a missionary myself, my goal for this blog is to share encouraging thoughts of God’s grace in the journey of my life.