We are always saying that our God is a “God of more than enough.”  Head knowledge and heart knowledge are very different though.  You can know something without really knowing it.  What I “knew” I now know – for sure and for certain, one hundred percent positive: God is amazingly, outrageously good.

We will be moving from our Nairobi apartment to a tiny house on a small farm that is farther from the central part of the city than where we are currently.  Moving is something I do not really want to do, but that is a story for another time.  This story is about the way God displayed His goodness in my life.  As for the actual logistics of moving, there is always much to consider and decide upon.  Other than our clothes, books, dogs, and some random household goods, we don’t own much.  What that means is, over the next few weeks, we will have to buy the things we need – beds and appliances especially.

Besides those necessities, we really needed a set of pots and pans.  As the cook in our home, having nice cookware is something that is very important to me.  While doing some research online, we found this gorgeous set of Rachel Ray bright orange pots and pans that would look great in our new kitchen, the walls of which are covered in blue-and-orangey yellow flower-print tiles.  I saw that set and knew that it was exactly what I wanted.  I also knew, however, that transporting an entire pan set from the United States to Kenya in a suitcase was not something that was going to work.  I didn’t even need to ask to know that.  Thus, we went to the grocery store here to look for some other pots and pans that we could purchase.  I tucked away my desire for those lovely orange pots and resigned myself to having something decidedly less pretty to cook in.  Then we went to a moving sale at Sam’s friend’s house.  They had so many wonderful things!

My new orange pots and pans – plus a couple extras I found at Marshalls!

I happily set to rummaging around their kitchen, finding such treasures as a crock-pot and a variety of Corningware baking dishes (kitchen things make me very happy!).  Then we opened the last cupboard.  And what do you suppose I found?  That is right – an entire set of bright orange pots and pans, practically brand-new.  And this was not just any set of bright orange pans; it was the set of bright orange pans.  I almost burst into tears.  It was not as though I was asking God for those pans or as though I had been thinking about them constantly.  I was not overwhelmed so much by finding the pans in that cupboard as I was by an amazing sense of God’s love.  He couldn’t have told me any more clearly had He given me a note saying, “Everything will be all right, my daughter; and more than that, it will be wonderful.”  My God meets all my needs – always has and always will.  But I have never before had such a mind-blowing experience of His going above and beyond, of giving more than enough.  This I know full well: my God is an outrageously loving, more-than-enough kind of God.  And sometimes His love looks like a bright orange set of pots and pans.