I live alone with my preschooler in an off-grid cabin on a remote island off the coast of British Columbia.
"Don't wish me happiness I don't expect to be happy all the time....It's gotten beyond that somehow. Wish me courage and strength and a sense of humor. I will need them all." Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Saturday, 10 December 2016
When things go wrong-with parcels
In September I discovered Organic Matters - a company selling affordable organic food in the Nelson B.C. Area. (They offer shipping to any Canadian address.) Every 4 - 6 weeks I have placed an order which I have mailed through Canada Post. It comes to the rural post office on the mainland and than I pay for a water taxi to bring it over and I meet it at the wharf. The box goes in my wheelbarrow and I push it up the hill to my cabin. This arrangement has worked marvellously well. It has meant town days are easier since I am bringing back less to push home and we are eating what I believe is a higher quality food. A week ago I placed another order but things went very wrong because my order was bigger. Unknown to me Canada Post does not send out parcels weighing over 50 pounds to their rural routes. These heavy boxes remain in town and my huge box ended up at the postal/lottery outlet in the mall. It wasn't the huge Christmas line-up that worried me - it was the reality that the box would not fit into a shopping cart and if by chance I did get it in there I wasn't going to get it out. But the box was to heavy to pack out and through the mall and across a parking lot while hanging onto my young daughter's hand. I began praying. Two days later I was able to leave a message for the supervisor in town. He later called me and said he would deliver it himself to the local rural post office that same day. I told him it was a direct answer to prayer. When the post mistress called me just after lunch to tell me that the supervisor had delivered the box she was very surprised and told me that this doesn't happen. I explained to her that it was an answer to prayer. I never told anyone that I was out of flour and having this box means I will be baking fresh bread on Sunday and beginning my Christmas baking. No matter how much ice, cold and snow there is outside my kitchen window (the smaller window beside the red door in the picture) my heart feels the warmth and care of God's love. "My God shall supply ALL your needs." Philippians 4:19