Little Shoe in a Big City

Our staff women discussed a book for missionary women this morning called Screams in the Desert (William Carey Library, http://www.missionsbooks.org/). Chapter 18 has a neat (abbreviated) little story about a big God:

We were riding in one of the thousands of taxis in the capital of our new host country. My youngest daughter had just gotten a brand new pair of shoes from her grandma. When we arrived, I paid the driver and went on my way carrying Katie when I noticed that one of the new shoes had apparently fallen off her foot in the taxi. I ran outside, but I was too late to catch him.

I was so sad. I thought about praying for it but I realized that with all of the taxis in the city, it would be impossible for that shoe to find its way back to us, so I dismissed the idea and accepted the inevitable loss. The minor loss was a major disappointment.

Later that day, our teammate was riding in a taxi talking to the driver in Arabic which impressed him. He mentioned another American passenger earlier that morning who also spoke Arabic and held up a little shoe she left behind. Mark recognized it and directed the driver to my doorstep. As he held forth the little treasure, I was speechless. All of a sudden, I became aware of the limitations I had put on God. He was showing me in His tender way that nothing is impossible for Him. Finding a tiny shoe in a city of 18,000,000 (that's 36,000,000 shoes!) was a simple thing for God. He merely arranged a few taxi rides.

May we trust the God who cares enough about the small things in our lives to stretch us to believe Him for the much bigger things!