The ravens brought him bread and meat—1 Kings 17:6a

I had a tight budget, but I felt it was very important that I attended my daughter’s graduation from Discipleship Training School in Cancun, Mexico. She had recently traveled there on the ADO bus that leaves the Belize City Terminal at 7 each night, so I knew what to expect. I knew, for example, that by the time the bus arrived at the border after 10 p.m., all the money changers would have been gone. Therefore, I needed to buy my pesos before leaving Belize City. I had called ahead and arranged to buy $430 worth of pesos from a vendor at the Belize City Terminal. If I was very careful, it would be just enough to cover my ticket from Chetumal to Cancun and both of our Cancun-Chetumal-Belize tickets and other essentials. 

However, when I arrived at the Belize City Terminal at 6:15, the vendor was not at his place of business. His employee, a very kind and accommodating young man, reassured me that his boss would be back before the ADO bus left at seven. I took a seat in the waiting area for the west-bound buses, positioning myself where I could see the vendor when he, hopefully, returned to his store. By seven-thirty, I was finding it hard to concentrate on the novel I was reading, my eyes constantly scanning for the vendor. I prayed, “God, please let this man come. And please let him have the pesos.” Anxiety still continued to lurk, so I said to myself, “Listen, you’ve already prayed and put it in God’s hand. Leave it there and get back to your reading.” 

About five minutes later, a lady approached me and asked if I had an iPhone charger to lend her. She was waiting for the next bus to Belmopan and needed to call her daughter to pick her up when she arrived. I said I didn’t have an iPhone charger, but she could use my phone to call her daughter. She sat in the empty seat beside me but took out her own phone. She figured it had enough power after all, and she called her daughter. After her phone call, we started chatting. I told her about my pesos situation and that I was worried I would not be able to attend my daughter’s graduation. “Really?” she said. “I have.” “You have what?” I asked. “I have pesos.” Certain she wouldn’t have the amount I needed, I said, lowering my voice, “Do you have enough for $430 Belize dollars?” “Yes,” she reassured me. “Only thing is, I don’t know what’s the exchange rate right now.” 

Flabbergasted, I sat there staring at her: bright, alert eyes, deep dimples, her handbag casually clutched as if it contained nothing more than her seven-dollar bus fare to Belmopan. “But, Miss, why do you have so much pesos? Are you a businesswoman? Do you travel a lot to Mexico?” “I have a daughter in Chetumal,” she said, “But I don’t travel there often. I just like to keep pesos.” None of that made any sense to me, but remember, I had just prayed. So I said, “Miss, do you realize that you were sent by God to help me today?” 

As soon as I returned to the vendor’s store to ask his worker what was the current exchange rate, the vendor walked in. “I came to buy the pesos,” I said, thinking I could get them from him so the lady wouldn’t have to part with her pesos. “Sorry,” he said. “I don’t have any.” I acted as cool as Cayo on a February morning, knowing my God had provided supernaturally for me. 

The same powerful, loving God who sent ravens to bring bread and meat for Elijah during a prolonged famine in Israel (1 Kings 17:1-5) sent a stranger to bring me pesos for my journey to Cancun. 

How awesome is that! Like a loving dad who cares for his children deeply, nothing is too big, too small, or too ridiculous for us to request of Him. If it’s important to us and within His will for us, He meets our every need.