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I decided I wanted to put up some new curtains in our bedroom because the ones I made years ago are faded and thin. I looked at the curtains Walmart carried, but I didn’t anything that appealed. Nothing I found in the fabric isle suited me either. There’s a fabric store here on Sand Mountain, and Monday I had time to drive down and see what they had available. Moore’s Fabrics has a large selection of material, for quilting, crafts, weddings, and dresses. Surely I’ll find something here, I thought. But browsing through the three rooms didn’t turn up anything that struck me as suitable, both in matching the blue paint of our bedroom walls or my personal tastes.
I was about to leave, thinking I’d have to look elsewhere for curtains, when the owner handed me a bolt of fabric she’d just gotten in. The pattern of birds and flowers, with bright and cheerful colors, really caught my eye. I unrolled a length, liking the nature look with a scripture verse. Perfect! I had the lady measure off several yards, dug out some money I’d been given for Christmas, and clutching the plastic bag with the fabric I left the store with a feeling of satisfaction and joy.
Last evening I took time to sit down at my Grandmother’s old Singer sewing machine and stitch up curtains from the birdie fabric. As I looked at my new curtains hanging at the windows this morning I thought…if I had gone to the store several weeks earlier, as I’d thought of doing, I would not have found my bird curtains with God’s reminder of His care for me. Printed among the various birds are these words of Jesus. “Look at the birds of the air, they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow.”
God let me look all through the store and not find anything satisfactory before He gave me the best, the bolt of cloth saved for last, with a personal message of love. I am delighted at how the curtains brighten our bedroom, and I am inspired at how God enjoys blessing me. These curtains remind me that my Father has the very best in mind for me. He knows my tastes and what I like, even when I don’t know what I’m looking for. As I look at the sparrows, chickadees, finches, and wrens among the daisies, thistles, hibiscus, and sunflowers I see God’s message to me—wait for the best; I’ll give it to you.
“Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights.” James 1:17
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