More Than Enough

A few of the verdicts are in:  my dad does have cancer, coupled with an added issue, he is also going blind from macular degeneration - and I didn't get the job. (See: Troubled Water)

The verdicts still out: we have yet to hear about my mother's illness as tests are still going on. My temp job is still on a week to week basis.

There are new additions as well: more financial issues, my only pair of reading glasses broke, I turned my ankle walking to the car, and I have been ill.

With current finances, I am making do with the broken glasses, nursing my ankle, and praying my illness isn't what I think and can be treated at home without the need for a doctor's care or missing work. It feels as though I am living a chapter right out of the Book of Job. The hopeful news about that scenario? In the last chapter God restored everything to Job ten fold.

My devotions comforted and encouraged. Kings 4:42-44: God miraculously feeds a multitude through the prophet Eliseus with twenty loaves of bread and a few ears of corn. Then in John 6:1-15 Jesus feeds the five thousand with five barely loaves and two fishes.

It wasn't a coincident these scriptures appeared among my listed readings. They have personal significance for me (See: Blind). God was reminding me, not as a reprimand, but as encouragement: He> can take a little and make it more, much, much more - even my meager faith.

One evening this week, my husband called me outside. Arched across the sky was  a double rainbow -not one, but two.  I may be experiencing double the usual trials, but God was giving me double grace and strength.

Then my devotional, Streams in the Desert, had this: If we would look for the signs of His glorious handiwork, then every cloud would indeed become a rainbow, and every difficult mountain path would become one of ascension, transformation, and glorification.


My dad still has cancer, and is still going blind, but the doctor's feel my dad's cancer is so slow growing he will die of old age before he does from the cancer, and at the moment he sees well enough to continue to drive during the daytime.
Mother's illness is still undetermined, but she isn't suffering. My glasses are still broken, but usable. The financial challenges have not changed, but we have a full pantry and a roof over our heads.  My ankle has healed.  My discomfort turned out not to be what I was afraid of, and is treatable with over the counter medication. I didn't loose any days at work or have to pay for an office visit. My symptoms have improved, and I think am almost over it. I am working this entire week, and most likely the next in my temp position.


My little bit of faith and hope, magnified by God's grace, has gotten me this far and it will get me the rest of the way as well. Even if I falter, He will send me rainbows of encouragement, and a few loaves of bread and a few fishes.  And, they will be more than enough - with plenty left over. He promised, and I believe Him.