Thinking of what God asks and how his provisions are always there.
“The scripture says that He fills all things,” my mother, Elaine Knadle, said, throwing the last of her toiletries into her suitcase. She leaned over to zip it closed. “So I am just going to believe God to fill my tooth.”
“Mother!” My voice jumped two decimals. ” You should have said something before! You cannot go back to Israel without having that tooth tended to. And besides, you’re taking that scripture out of context.” I paced around the room, making sure she saw my frown. “Sandra has to take you to a dentist tomorrow.” My sister, Sandra, was picking her up in less than an hour.
“No. Tomorrow is the only day I have before I fly out. And besides, I can’t afford it.”
I let my breath out in a huff. It irked me that we couldn’t afford it, either, but I would willingly put it on my…
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