“There's nothing left!" Jack was very upset. Celestina had used the last of the flour, rice, beans, and ground beef to make dinner. There was no food left in the house.
“Everything will be all right," Celestina said. "Don't worry, Jack. The Lord will provide."
Jack shook his head and began pacing."How is He going to provide? We don't have any money! The cupboards are bare! The refrigerator is empty! There is nothing left!!!!" Jack was feeling very guilty. He had spent too much money on beer and drinking with his friends. He hadn't realized that they would run out of food. He felt so stupid and this made him even angrier.
"It's all right, honey. My Father takes care of me and that means He takes care of us. He takes care of you and of our children. Jesus will provide. It's going to be all right." Celestina spoke with the soothing voice. She was not afraid and she didn't want Jack to be afraid.
"Jesus, I know you will provide. You always provide. I love You, Lord!" Celestina silently prayed.
"We belong to Jesus. He will not let us go hungry!" Celestina said with conviction.
"Your faith, Cele, your faith is too much! How can you believe this? We have nothing. There's no money until Friday. It’s Wednesday!!" Jack had not told about his spending. He knew she wouldn't be mad but he was so ashamed. "I spent too much on beer. There's not even enough to buy milk. What about the baby?”
"It's okay." Celestina could see the shame in his eyes. He had never done this before. Jack was a good provider. She just couldn’t be angry with him.
"Don't worry,” she said softly. “My Father in heaven will provide for us. I have no doubt of it." Celestina rose from her chair and wrapped her arms around her husband. "Jack, come to bed. You need to rest. The Lord has promised that he will provide and you can bank on that promise. I always do.”
Celestina took his hand and led him to bed. It was late and the baby would wake up early along with her two older brothers and her older sister. As she lay there, she lifted her heart to Christ and sang the song, blessed assurance. She felt her husband relax next her and she drifted off to sleep.
"What?” Celestina woke with a start. Someone was knocking on the door. She looked at the clock and it was 5 AM. Who could it be? Jack was already up and heading out the bedroom door. Celestina got up slowly and reached for her robe. She heard hushed voices and could barely hear what was being said. When she finally came out of the bedroom, she beheld quite a sight! Standing in the doorway was a friend of theirs, Max. He had paperbacks in his arms filled with food!
"Cele, I'm so sorry to bother you. My wife, Carol, wants to go to Houston so I'm driving her and the kids out this morning. We had just gone to the grocery store yesterday and bought all this food. We didn't want to go to waste so we brought it to you." Max explained.
"Ha! Look, Jack! Look how the Lord provides!" Celestina was overwhelmed with joy. She stepped past her husband and grabbed Max’s arm. She led him to the kitchen and opened the cupboards. She opened the refrigerator and told him their situation. "Look how God used you to provide for us! God is good!" Jack was still standing at the door looking stunned. Max put the bags down and ran out the door. He was back in less than a minute pulling Carol into the house.
"Carol, look! They had nothing left and no way to feed their kids. I thought you were just being silly deciding last night that you wanted to go spend a week in Houston. But now I see Jesus was using us to provide for them! Hallelujah! Look what the Lord has done!" Max and Carol hugged Celestina and shook Jack's hand on the way out the door, glorifying God all the way! Jack still seemed shocked!
Celestina closed door, went back into the kitchen, and began putting away the groceries that the Lord had provided. After a while, Jack finally wandered into the kitchen with a giant grin on his face.
"So... what's for breakfast?"
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