Trivial, but loving.

Everyday I fill my soda cup. A refill on this soda cup costs me 50 cents. Everyday, no matter what the financial situation, I always manage to find this 50 cents to refill my cup. Its as if by divine right, I am allotted the air I breathe, the love of my family and a refill. 

I don’t have a lot in my life as far as material things go. But I do have my daily refill. 

Though we have tough times financially, some scares here and there, I always find that 50 cents somewhere. In the couch, under the car seat, outside on the ground, in the laundry. A few times I’ve just driven up to the store with only 35 cents knowing in my heart I’ll find 15 cents on the ground. Get out of the car, there it is. One time I had no money, and I got up and started to walk to the store for a refill, knowing that I’d find the amount I needed on the way, and there it was in the empty lot between me and my holy refill, ready to be collected like manna from heaven.

Maybe it’s blasphemous to believe that Divinity would be concerned about something as trivial as spare change for a refill. But if Divinity really knows me, then it knows what I find pleasure in. It knows that I value a refill, and its as if Divinity is simply saying ‘I know you’ll like this, I hope you enjoy it’

I think God does know me.