[If you haven't done so already, please read this introduction to give you some background for this account: http://whorechurch.blogspot.com/2006/12/do-you-know-mumble-man.html ]
During the time I was trusting God to provide all of our needs, we consistently had enough food, rent money, utilities, gas for our car. But we didn’t have any extras. Like pretty much everyone else is the US, we were used to occasional “treats”—a night out, a dessert, etc.
After a while you miss those things.
One morning as I was praying I was impressed with the idea of God speaking to me asking “what kind of treat would you like?” It seemed silly that God would ask anyone such a question, but I answered anyway.
“I would LOVE a piece of Dairy Queen ice cream cake.” I really enjoy ice cream cake—when it’s my birthday my wife always gets me one.
“Is that all? Do you want anything with it?”
“You know what would be cool? If it came with hot fudge to put on top of it.”
While I noted the exchange in my journal, I figured I was just being nuts. Surely God had bigger things to do than provide me with ice cream cake with fudge topping. I was a little embarrassed to have prayed such a prayer, and I didn’t tell anyone.
I didn’t give it much thought throughout the day.
Later that evening we were going to have some friends over for dinner (we had scored a beef brisket.) When they arrived they brought with them half a Dairy Queen ice cream cake and a jar of hot fudge.
I didn’t “need” the cake. I didn’t “need” the topping. The combination was not only tasty, but reminded me of God’s very specific care for me.
As I think about this I see several possibilities:
1. It was just a wild coincidence. Improbable, but possible.
2. I really did hear this from the Christian God and God answered my prayer.
3. There is some sort of psychic/spiritual/common consciousness that allowed me to “know” this couple was going to bring the cake and hot fudge.
4. I’m nuts.
5. I’m lying.
I think had I not written this down in my journal 12 hours ahead of time or if I had not shown it to my wife as soon as our guests left, I might think I was nuts. The written record seems to demonstrate otherwise.
My wife was also there to witness the event so she knows I am not lying.
I think it's tough to explain this kind of thing as other than a supernatural event--especially since it was not simply an isolated coincidence but a regular occurance. I will document more later.