Big and small provision

I'm moving back to college soon and I've been looking for more dorm stuff throughout the summer. First of all, I've gotta say that when I get an idea I want to carry it out NOW. I literally drop everything to pursue a new project...this has its ups and downs. Sometimes being like this is good, because it is certainly a strong motivator. But it also can become an obsession...I cannot rest until I have done what I've set out to do.

So back to the search for more dorm supplies. I needed some plates that would be microwave safe. The problem is, most of the cutesy inexpensive ones aren't. I seriously looked and looked...everywhere...at nearly every store you can name. I was on a quest to find the perfect dinner plates to suit my dorm lifestyle.

Well, I didn't find them. Every time I found something I liked they were either not microwave safe or they were too breakable or too expensive or too flimsy. It drove me crazy not being able to find something I could so perfectly imagine/design in my mind! So I quit looking...I decided I could use paper plates (even though in my mind I was grumbling).

We were in South Dakota last week and were hungry one day, so we stopped at a tiny supermarket. I can't even tell you what it was named...it's wasn't Walmart, though. My family and I were browsing the aisles, looking for something to tide us over until dinner that night, when I found them. Them? Yes, them. $1.99 each, green and purple (the colors of my room), microwave safe, beautiful plates! I was so pumped! I know it doesn't seem like a big deal, but I was so happy. God provided me with what I needed, even wanted. Right down to the exact colors. Wow!

This may seem like a silly story, but to me it speaks volumes. If I can trust God to provide something as insignificant as dinner plates, how much more can I trust Him with the big matters in my life? Through this, God explained some of my worries. Frankly, I am worried and frantic about getting married. I know I'm young, but I feel as if I'm always on the lookout for someone. But God has revealed, through my little search for dinner plates, that if I stop worrying and stop busying myself with searching, He will provide. He wants me to trust Him. How can I trust if I continue to search on my own? I believe that, just like my beautiful green and purple plates, God has someone amazing out there for me. What do I have to do? Stop searching and trust. God doesn't disappoint.