“Anything??!! You could have asked for anything and you asked for that??!!” sputtered Matthew.
“The angel told you to ask for whatever you wish, here in this godforsaken place. We have little food, just some water, and you ask for a puppy?? Now?? Here??!!! What were you thinking??” blasted Matthew furiously.
Tears slowly fell down Carmen’s face as she listened to Matthew continue on about the uselessness of a puppy here in this place. The puppy licked her face and wriggled about her. He loved her that she knew for sure.
It was ugly here. No one loved anyone else. It was each man to himself. The crude shelter that she and her brother, Matthew lived in was not hiding the sound of Matthews rant. Others shook their heads and smirked. They knew that Carmen had, yet again, let Matthew down. The community of outcasts knew how Carmen liked to dream and make things up. Now somehow she had gained an animal that was just going to eat the precious little they could scavenge for themselves, and was blaming it on an Angel.
Imagine! An Angel coming here to this place. The imaginations of Carmen was well known around the community and most thought she was just a “little off”, as they liked to say. Now she was claiming that a puppy was given to her by an Angel who had told her to tell him the desires of her heart. It was just a little too much for them to believe.
Happily, she would find what she needed. Sweetly, she would sing songs for whoever would listen. She was always helping those around her that could not do for themselves. Most found her to be a little odd, but they secretly enjoyed her presence.
Stubbornly, she held on to this new little wriggling bundle. “He has provided for me and you all this time. We have found what we needed when few others have been able to. He will provide for the needs of us ALL now!” And she turned from Matthew and his rant and ran from the crude shelter.
Mark 9:23 (ESV)
And Jesus said to him, “‘If you can!’ All things are possible for one who believes.”