Miracle coat.

I've always struggled with shopping, especially for frivolous things.  A starving child pops up in my head on aisle 3 and I instantly feel the guilt of consumerism.

I had an old ski coat from 8th grade that was a size or two too big and not as warm as I had hoped.  I wanted a new one for an upcoming ski retreat but it wasn't a necessity; it was a want not a need.  I looked around department stores in vain.  One morning my mom had an entire list of consignment shops listed out.  My mom said, "We're going to find one today. I prayed about it."  My first thought was, "God doesn't care about this! I already have one that will work." After our first consignment shop was closed, we decided TJ Maxx might have something. We searched the store for ski jackets and finally asked an employee where the jackets were located. She told us they didn't have anymore. As we begin to turn away, she remembered they may have had one left. She showed us the remaining jacket. It was an Under Armour ski jacket in my precise size over 50% off. It was an obnoxious color, but at that point I wasn't picky.

I walked out of my apartment today to make a starbucks run. I looked down and realized I had on an old under armour fleece pullover the color as the lining of the new ski jacket.  God knew. He knew years ago when I bought the pullover it would match a jacket. Wow.  And to make it better, I've never gotten more compliments on a piece of clothing like I have this crazy lime green jacket. Maybe it's because it sticks out so much no one knows what else to say.


Needless to say, God cares about the smallest desires of our hearts. Psalm 139 speaks to just how well He knows us. From the hairs on our heads to the details of all of our ordained days, He knows and He cares.