So I did this exercise the other day and thought to myself, OK, that was nice but do I really trust God to provide my needs? No not really.

Then today as I am coming back from picking up my husband and son from the airport and complaining how I need a vacation, we stopped at a light and I notice an old man on the side of the road with a card board sign that said, “Please, I’m Hungry” I’m looking around for my purse and I’m really agitated because I can’t find it, finally I say out loud, doesn’t somebody have some money on them?! My husband pulls out the cash in his pocket and I command him to give the guy the 5$ I see lying in his palm. Dave rolls down the window and the old man hobbles over to the car, not only is he old but he is also crippled. Dave hands the man the money and the guy not only profusely thanks us but He also says God Bless You. Now I am so pissed off I almost cry. I rail loudly to my poor family in the car against a society who doesn’t take care of it’s poor, it’s old, it’s crippled. But is that who I am really mad at? Could I be mad at a God who allows this old, crippled man to have to beg on the street? Or am I mad at myself because I allow it? Give us this day our daily bread…….

I’m just in awe over reading that – and I’ve never even heard of Graham Cooke. That a great new way of viewing it! I’ll have to steal *cough* – uh, I mean, *Borrow* that for my facebook page.:-)

I REALLY loved that verse you pointed out as well. It’s so needed and a Great reminder. I vaguely remember trying that exercise before (to some degree) but I don’t believe it was exactly in this way. I’d like to spend more time repeating it. It seemed to be a good visual effect and symbolic way of getting through to the point of the message.