Three eggs.
During language school in Texas, our food was nearly gone and the next support check was still two weeks away. Paula prayed for three eggs for the following morning. We learned something about God’s care, and about how much we still needed to learn to trust Him.
Excerpt from Chapter 2, “The Calling Forward”“The next morning, Paula eagerly looked outside the door of our little travel trailer. There, sitting on our patio chair, was an egg carton. For a moment, she could hardly believe what she was seeing. She picked it up, opened it, and called for me to come. Inside were three eggs. Exactly three. Not more, not less. The Lord had answered her prayer with such tenderness and precision that there was no way to explain it away. With tears of rejoicing, we scrambled them and squeezed a little ketchup over them from a single leftover fast-food packet.”
The story did not end with those three eggs. Before the day was over, the Lord provided far more food than our little trailer could hold. But the deeper gift was the lesson He was teaching us about dependence on Him.
