Yesterday I was deep in thought while sweeping off the concrete patio with my broom. To my surprise, I found a large crust of bread under a chair at the umbrella table. What made it odd was our family hadn't eaten anything like it -- flat, round and brown. The mysterious crust reminded me of God's manna that He provided for the Israelites every morning while they wandered in the desert for 40 years. The supply was just enough for one day and had a short shelf-life. It would rot if they tried to save some for tomorrow.
It was puzzling to me as I wondered how a large chunk of strange bread got inside our fenced in yard. It didn't come out of nowhere. I took it as an angel message to trust God to provide daily for our needs.
Soon the mystery was solved. I discovered the bread winner was our feral tabby Theo who adopted our yard as his home. Sometimes we would find cat toys or a dog collar from the house next door. A thank you gift from Theo for our daily bowl of cat chow.
The morning after the crust, I found a sub roll under the patio table. More manna, I laughed, thankful for the spiritual sustenance provided by a thankful feline.
Love and joyful blessings,