A few weeks ago, on a Sunday afternoon, we took a family bike ride to get smoothies. We were a sight to see...The Engineer on his bike, with Little Man on this, Me pulling Little Bit in the bike trailer, and Sister on her bike...that was obviously way too small!
That night, The Engineer and I talked about the obvious - a larger bike would be VERY nice. It was time.
The Engineer suggested we check the thrift stores...
So that night, we prayed. As a family, we asked God to provide the perfect bike for Sister.
Monday afternoon, I loaded the children and we made our way to the thrift store. We checked the area children's bikes are normally placed. There was one bike on the floor. It was old. Black. Rusty. A boy's bike. NOT what Sister had in mind. I made all sorts of suggestions, "we could paint it, we could sew a new seat cover, etc. etc. etc."
She looked in my eyes and said, "Mama, it's just really, not what I want. I'd rather wait."
So we prepared to go. We rounded a rack of bed spreads and curtains and lo and behold, what did we see? The perfect bike for Sister!
A Groovy Girls bike...and an elderly lady examining it. I prayed. I begged God. She walked away and Sister ran to the bike. And then I realized another lady was standing off to the side. She'd been waiting for the elderly lady to leave. When I put it all together and approached her, she insisted Sister enjoy the bike!
We left rejoicing! Thanking God! Even the ladies at the checkout counter couldn't believe what we'd found. And for $18!
God is in the details.
You are precious to Him.
He cares. Even about the seemingly insignificant.
Oh, and Sister named the bike Ruby!