We have been blessed over and over again for the last year by friends who have given us their outgrown clothing. A friend's sister-in-law has passed on bags of excellent condition clothing for my daughter several times thoughout the year. Outside of socks and shoes, I honestly don't think I have purchased a single item for her since we moved. And this summer another friend gave us four big bags of boys' clothes, also in fantastic condition and just what my boys were needing.
Still, I try to plan ahead and not count on someone else providing my kids with clothing. Last spring I found a sale on some nice shoes for Anna to wear to church in this winter. I bought them a size up from where she was so they would be sure to fit.
And now she can't even get her feet into them. She she's grown two full sizes since June. I started to despair just a little. I'd blown $7 on shoes that never made it out of the box and I'd still have to find another pair and pay full price for them.
But then I remembered the stash of passed-on clothes and shoes I'd set aside for the kids to grow into. Down to the basement I went and, sure enough, I found three pairs of shoes that fit her perfectly right now. Shoes given to us freely by someone I don't actually even know. How awesome is that?
It reminds me of the birds that have no need to store up food, but depend on God to provide just what they will need each day. Surely God provided in this case, through these generous people.
And the brand new shoes that don't fit Anna? I gave them to another little girl. Maybe I can do God's work too.