Thrift store tears

I've been a Christian most of my life, but the LORD never ceases to amaze me.

Today we headed to check out the opening of a new thrift in a nearby town.  Armed with a list of things my oldest needs for an upcoming trip, I was hoping for some good deals.  I even asked the LORD for favor in helping stretch the budget and find those good deals...except for one thing.  Austin needed new shoes.  Not such a big thing except that his feet are big things!  He wears a 14 or 15 depending on the shoe.  As an aside to my prayer I added, "Oh and maybe a pair of shoes for Austin."  Problem was it was a half-hearted prayer; more like when your kids mumble under their breath and you have no idea what they said.  To find a pair of shoes that size and the even bigger problem being shoes he actually LIKED...yeah, it was asking too much.  

Or so I thought.

We hadn't been in the store five minutes when my eyes landed on the coolest NEW pair of shoes IN HIS SIZE.  Brand new $80 shoes for $20.  I stood right there in the shoe aisle of the thrift store and cried.  Yep.  I was completely overwhelmed with how much God cares for every detail of our lives, even the ones I don't dare ask Him for.

Austin was stoked (his words) and I was humbly thankful as He whispered to my heart, "I heard you and I delight in giving good gifts to my children."