Even A Cookie…


I wanted something sweet that day. Although I do not own a sweet-tooth, I crave the occasional snack at my desk. A muffin would do. But on my way to buy said muffin. I thought about my favorite cookie at work, double chocolate chip, and my muffin search hit a brick wall. My step perked up. A slight smile came to my face…cookie it is! Alas, when I reached the cafeteria, no more double chocolate chip cookies. [insert sad face here]. I guess the muffin would really have to do after all. No big deal, I said to myself.  I entered the pantry to make a cup of coffee. I saw someone had placed a tray of cookies, leftover from a conference room, on the countertop. Oatmeal raisin. Butter. Chocolate chip. Peanut butter. And guess what was sitting there on that tray in all its wonderful deliciousness? ONE SINGLE SOLITARY DOUBLE CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE! I chuckled to myself. God put that cookie there for me and I said thank you, out loud.

“Really?” some might sarcastically say to that or even “God leaves cookies just for you when you want them?” And I’d say yes, He did put that cookie there for me when I wanted it, just for me. It would be hard to believe for some. It is a great stretch for many to believe that God wants to be so personally involved in every aspect of our life. Yet, Psalms 139:17-18 says “How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand…”. He is ALWAYS thinking about you and I. Who can count grains of sand?!? Definitely not me, can you?  

Now, I change my hair often. Yet my Bible tells me in Luke 12:7, “Indeed the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not be afraid; you are far more valuable than many sparrows.” No matter the color, the hairstyle, whether or not the winter chill is making it shed or if I did in fact get a trim last week, He is aware of the number on my head at any given moment. We are ALWAYS on His mind. Isaiah 49:15-16 tell us “…I will not forget you. See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands.”  

I thought my sister was a knitter. She promptly corrected me. She said she crochets but does not knit. Ignorant to the difference, she went on to explain to me how knitting is a much more difficult and intricate process. You have to be focused and exhibit a high level of skill to complete the work. One misstep and hours of work can be ruined and irretrievable. This brings to mind Psalm 139:13-“You created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.” God took time on us. He focused all His love into knitting us together, making us who we are, likes/dislikes, personality, etc. No missteps on His part when it came to us. “Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you (Jeremiah 1:5). This tells me He had blueprints for you and I before time even began. That is a thought which my human brain could never truly fathom or understand, but it makes me smile and feel immensely loved, nonetheless.

I craved a snack, but God craves me. God craves you.  

He tells us to “Cast all [our] cares on Him because he cares for [us] (1 Peter 5:7). He cares about the job you need, the crumbling marriage, the wayward child, the sickness in your body, the broken relationship, your struggle with an uncertain future. We tend to consider those as “big” cares, worthy of His concern and involvement. But to our Almighty, Creator of the Universe who uses Earth as His footstool (Acts 7:49), it is all small. If it concerns us, it concerns Him. I believe He can and will orchestrate circumstances during my day just to bring a smile to my face. Even if it’s just a double chocolate chip cookie on a particular day.

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