What’s in the Box?
We had just arrived in Maputo, Mozambique, and it was our first trip into town. A bunch of us piled into Don Hulsey’s Landrover, and we bounced over the sand roads until we came to the asphalt roads that led to the city. The sights were like nothing I had ever experienced. I saw houses of sticks, people hanging off of pickup trucks catching a ride, and women and children dressed in colorful clothes, carrying baskets and bowls on their heads.
At one point we had a bus in front of us that was carrying packages on the top. A box fell off the bus in front of us, so we pulled over to save the package. After the bus pulled over, the man who owned the box ran back to us, and our teammate Kevin handed him the package.
Don invited him to ride with us, which was better for him than dangling precariously from the side of the bus, and worrying about his package falling off again. The grateful man jumped up into the truck with his box, and Kevin had to squish into the gear shift in the middle.
We were already giggling in the back seat when suddenly the box started squawking! It struck us as hilarious that the two-seater front cab was overflowing with Kevin, Don, and a stranger with squawking chickens in a box. When we looked up at the bus still in front of us, we saw a baby goat, standing, riding on the top of the bus. We were not in Kentucky anymore, we were in Africa now, a whole new world.
That incident reminds me of the scripture that says God gives us good gifts. Sometimes the gift is not what we expected, but it is good. We do not know what will be in the next box that falls into our hands, or what the future holds, but we know that God is good. He will not give us a snake if we ask for a fish (Luke 11:11). He is a good Father, who answers our prayers with good things. He may even give you a box of chickens when you need a good laugh!