On Saturday, July 4th, when we arrived for our shore vacation, Jim took the first of many heavy loads up to the house while I was organizing the cherubs and gathering as many things in my arms as I could carry. When he came back down, he enthusiastically said, “Honey, there is a new little table (like a desk) in the living area that is perfect for morning quiet time with the Lord. And I can put my lap top there for when I need to log into work.” He was very excited, and so was I. Wow, Lord, thank you!
When I went into the house the first time, wobbling along and looking like an octopus carrying a dozen miscellaneous packed bags for our week’s vacation, I took a look at the unexpected addition of furniture to the shore house. It was perfect! Wow, God, thank you! I was so thankful to the Lord for remembering my little prayer.
On Tuesday, July 7th, while we were at a water park on the boardwalk, I called my sweet girlfriend, Tricia, who owns the shore house to see how she was feeling. (She had become very ill the weekend we left for vacation.) Thankfully, she was starting to feel better after receiving treatment and medication. She was on the road to recovery, and we were so thankful.
Toward the end of our phone conversation, I said to Tricia, “By the way, we love the table you put in the living area of the house. It’s perfect for morning quiet time!”
As soon as we got home from the water park that afternoon, I took a picture of the table with my phone and sent it to Tricia. Her reply: She had never seen the table before. She double checked with her husband and the cleaning lady (the small handful of people who have key access to their shore home). Nothing. Nobody knew about the table or how it got there. But God did. As my husband later said, the Master Carpenter prepared that devotion table for me. He made reservations for a “Table For Two”. A place to meet with Him.
God heard, remembered and answered my prayer. He provided a table for me. Literally. He met me there. He encouraged and blessed my heart in a remarkable way. He spoke His love and acceptance to my heart in a way I will always remember. He made my cup overflow. His goodness and love are following me, and I am SO THANKFUL and so humbled.
Before we left the shore house at the end of our week’s vacation, I stood at the table with my hands on it. I prayed for all the people who had sat there and who will sit there in the future. I prayed they would meet with God there, that it would be a special place for them as well. A table prepared by Him.
Ask Him to meet you. He will. The table is set. Join Him. A table for two.