Did you know that God wants to take care of even the little things?
“And why take ye thought for raiment? Consider the lilies of the fi eld, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: and yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these” (Matthew 6:28-29).
When I was a little girl I was a member of the Brownies and Girls Scouts. Every meeting-day morning I would find the necktie to my uniform—tied to perfection by Daddy the night before—draped across the back of a dining chair.
In high school I was a proud member of our school’s drill/dance team. The Dugway "D-Ettes" were well known around the region for their award-winning head-high kicks and rhythmic jump-splits. We would perform during half-time during the football and basketball seasons.
Our school colors were maroon and white. My D-Ette uniform consisted of an extremely mini dress with long full sleeves, a pair of gloves that were to be kept beyond white, white knee-high boots and "maroonies" (what we called our bloomers) to be worn under my dress.
One Friday morning Mom had to drive to Tooele (approximately 45 miles from Dugway—over Johnson’s Pass) to do laundry at a Laundromat. I came home from school excited about that night’s basketball game. While gathering my uniform together I could feel the panic grow when I couldn’t find my maroonies.
I ran to Mom, “Where are my maroonies?”
It didn't take long for it to dawn on her that she must have left them in a dryer at the Laundromat. She immediately called, and sure enough someone had turned them in to the lost and found.
Daddy’s regimented nightly routine of eating dinner promptly at 5:00, watching the evening news with Walter Cronkite and reading the daily newspaper came to an early and screeching halt. Before his first taste of dinner, he darted out the front door. Our little Vega must have sprouted wings that evening! He retrieved my maroonies and had them to me just minutes before the game. I’ll never forget my daddy’s selfless act.
Isn’t it wonderful to know that our heavenly Father takes care of even the little things in life? He takes great care to provide for his nature. How much more will he care for his child! God’s child can cling to the promise of divine providence regarding all earthly needs.
I encourage you to count your blessings—even the seemingly little ones!
