Recently, a friend was gifted with something I'd dreamed of for decades--but couldn't afford. I didn't marvel at God's generosity, nor praise His miraculous provision. I was jealous! Covetous! Honestly, I was a little angry--with both my friend and God.
"If I can do, for her, what seems impossible," God spoke to my heart, "couldn't I also do it for you?"
That line hadn't worked on me before; but like a seedling that pushes fragile green leaves through blacktop, I felt an inkling of faith emerge. "Mayyybe . . ."
A few weeks later, another friend shared about her incredible trip to warm exotic places. Knowing I could never afford such luxury, she looked puzzled when I said, with genuine enthusiasm, "I am SO happy for you; so glad you had a good time."
God is working--in me.