We closed the door to our house in California for the last time on August 26. We couldn’t move into our new house in Arizona until September 21. In the meantime, we lived with my sister and brother-in-love. Our belongings stayed on the moving truck in Phoenix, 100 miles away. The temperature in Phoenix averaged 102º that month, so we boxed up whatever we nonperishable goods we had in the pantry and took it to the neighborhood food bank, a small way to show God’s care to others.
When we moved into our new house, I restocked my pantry with staples: olive oil, flour, tomatoes, chicken broth, oatmeal, and on and on. Once I carried the bags and bags of food into the house, I sorted it on the counters and then organized the pantry. Over the pantry door, Van mounted the word grace, because of the bounty behind the white door, just like everything in our home, comes from God’s care, His grace.
Standing in the pantry, deciding where each item belonged, I saw God’s care in tangible ways. I stopped and thanked God for His abundant gifts. Every time I open the pantry door and step inside to get a can of soup or tomatoes, potatoes or an onion, a box of muffin mix or a bag of chips, I stand on the verse we wrote on the foundation. A reminder that whether our pantry bursts at the seams or is empty, God provides every need.
In the Sermon on the Mount, Jesus told us not to worry about the needs of our lives.
Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? (Matthew 6:26)
As I stock each can of tomato sauce after a trip to the market or as I pull that can of Cream of Mushroom soup off the shelf to make Chicken-Rice Bake, this verse reminds me I am of value to God. He is good, faithful, loving. God cares about me so much, He sent His one and only Son to pay the debt for my sin and welcomes me into His family as a beloved daughter.
I need to remember He loves my community too. The full pantry provides the opportunity to be the hands and feet of Jesus. I can bake cookies to welcome a new neighbor, take a meal to a shut-in, buy an extra bag of groceries for the food bank in my town.
And so, right there in the middle of the pantry, I stop to pray.
Prayer of Praise for God’s Care, Matthew 6:26
Thank You, God, that I never have to worry about what I will eat or drink or wear. Thank You that You love me, value me, care so much You sent Jesus to save me. You are good, faithful, loving. Full of grace and mercy, kind and patient. Thank You for the bounty that fills this cupboard now and reminds me always that my soul is never empty. You fill me with every good and perfect gift.
Let me share this abundance with others. Use me to help those in need. To give generously and with thanksgiving. And in everything, Lord, may You be glorified. Because You are the source of all the good. Amen.
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