On my way home from work... feeling down, wondering how I am going to eat this weekend [payday Monday]; I've been trying all week to eat for as cheaply as possible.
Despair, woe is me.
I get home and am sifting through the junk-mail, crossing my fingers in hopes of avoiding any more bills, as least for today. And there is a cheque. For me.
I think God is laughing a bit while he says "I take care of you." Smiling, at least. Probably a mixture of I-can't-believe-you-doubted-again and I've-been-planning-this-all-along.
God is good. ALL the time. [aka: even if I hadn't received the cheque - although I might not have acknowledged it]
I immediately think of how I told my prayer group last time we met that I'm in a bad spot financially, please pray. But also felt compelled to add that I know God always takes care of me and that I am grateful that he is so gracious to me even though I am so unfaithful. And that it is so humbling to realize that I am so terrible with the gifts God gives me - I abuse his gifts - and yet he doesn't stop giving. He is generous, generous! He blesses ALL the time!
I remember saying that to my prayer group. Yet I completely lost sight of that somehow, freaking out today about finances again.
Then to my bedroom, still smiling about God's faithfulness... and sit on my bed beside my open Bible. I pick up reading where I left off this morning...
"What if some did not have faith? Will their lack of faith nullify God's faithfulness? Not at all! Let God be true, and every man a liar." / "God didn't abandon them. Do you think their faithlessness cancels out his faithfulness? Not on your life! Depend on it: God keeps his word even when the whole world is lying through its teeth."

ahhh.... God is GOOD :)