God Knows Our Needs... And Gives Us Gallon Glass Jugs

Last week, Grandpa was down at the local plant sale at the Grange Hall selling bazillions of plants. A neighbor called me up to ask if Grandpa might be interested in getting some plant trays that a friend was going to take to the dump. I said I didn't know, but y'all go down to the Grange and ask. So they did!


Now, I know all two of you reading this are thinking to yourself, "Why is Cora telling me about plant trays for her grandpa? I thought she said 'glass jugs' in the title. What's she been smoking?"

Cora is here to tell you that she's only smoked once, and that was when she caught her hair on fire leaning over a candle. Hopefully that will never happen again. She's going to tell you about the jugs! In just a second.


Yesterday, Cora was surveying our stock of jugs to hold milk in. She needed to use some gallon-size to hold a greatly expanding supply of milk, but we only have a few and they're hard to pour out of, because they're just pickle jars with no spout. If you know Cora, you know that spells trouble. So Cora whined and complained to herself and didn't use them. She went over to her grandpa's house to do a little dusting and mopping. On the way, she stopped to look at the new shed her grandpa and The Brain were building. She wandered inside. Lo and behold! ~20 of these!

Gallon size with a handle and pour spout! Lucky day!

Now, if only Cora could borrow some. In the midst of mopping and dusting, she mentioned her dilemma to Grandpa and asked if perhaps she could borrow some. He informed her that he'd no use for ANY of them. They were given to him by some lady who was taking plant trays to the dump and stopped by the plant sale last week to give him the trays ($300 worth of trays, btw).

God was listening to Cora's whining and complaining, and he'd fulfilled her need a week prior! We have such a great and caring Abba.