The Tiny Pie

When I stopped at the corner store to pick up some dog food on the way home, the guy ahead of me in line waved to pass him on our way to the register.  He reached for another bag of comfort food to add to his mounting stash of Oreo cookies in his basket.  I joked with him that I am not judging.  I gained four pounds during this Apocalypse. 

I can either flatten the curve

Or flatten the stomach,

But I can’t do both!

Have you seen the cute and tasty miniature pies in the grocery store which sell for fifty cents?  This is the story of the tiny pie.

My daughter, the germaphobe, rarely leaves the house except to exercise by walking around the neighborhood with the dog or the kids.  She does not shop in grocery stores but orders her groceries on line and picks them up at the store.  The process works well for her even when requested items cannot be filled and substitutions come into play.  Like the little pie.

She didn’t want a whole pie since only her and one of the kids like pie.  They occasionally share one of those tiny pies when they want a sweet dessert.  She ordered two tiny pies last week with her groceries.  She got the groceries and drove home and when she unpacked everything, she noticed a large, gourmet lattice-covered apple pie.  She immediately retrieved her sales slip to learn the store charged her only one dollar. They had pie for days!  Talk about favor.

It got me thinking about the times I have prayed and asked the Lord for something and He outdoes Himself.  Our friend, Carolyn knows Tom and I pray every morning together and asked us to pray for her healing of throat cancer.  For months, Carolyn lost weight and grew fatigued but her faith increased as she held on to the promises of healing.  God not only healed her, but she is able to eat more foods and gain weight regularly.  And she learned last month she is going to be a first-time grandmother!  I cried when I heard how she is able to help design the nursery.

I don’t want to take God’s favor lightly.  I want to pray and ask for big things and praise Him wildly when double blessings fall from heaven.  But I want my eyes to be open to little blessings, too, like tiny pies.