Miracle Story of When Abba provided Potatoes

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I have been writing for Yeshua for many, many years. 

I am writing out a True Inspirational testimony now to you. 

It is when Abba gave me potatoes. It’s incredible. It shows just how much He watches our lives and cares about all the details of His very Own. 

He has done so many things for my family and I, throughout our lives. Even to this very day. Oh the testimonies!  

I plan to write them out for you on my Facebook profile. 

This one is the one Abba wanted me to share with you today. 

May you be blessed and encouraged. 

ForeverHisDaughter, Kim 

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THANK YOU GOD FOR THE FOOD AND DON’T FORGET THE POTATOES

This is a true story. It happened sometime ago. But IT did happen. 

We lived in Rutherford Glen, Virginia. In a small cottage house. 

My son was a child then. Abba has done so many wonderful things for us our entire life. Many of my dear friends know this story. I felt led to share it again. Even though it’s been many years. It’s still very much real and Abba still does great things like this. I will tell you this...this story does not belong to me. It belongs to Abba. 

This was at a time when I was really struggling with my emotions and I was talking a lot to Abba about my feelings. I was at the time, feeling frustrated and angry. I was letting my feelings get in the way of what He needed to do in me. I was feeling upset about some things that was going on in my life at the time and questioning Abba concerning those things and what He wanted for me and how He was going to help me. 

I felt mad and hurt about those things that was happening. 

My normal reaction to these things then, was to eat. Now at this time, I was trying not to do that anymore. Trying not to let my emotions train me to go to food. I was trying to learn how to go to Abba with my feelings instead. I was on a journey with Abba and I wanted His healing in my life. 

I couldn’t understand so many things and wanted to know why...

for everything. 

Because so much damage, hurt and lies were done to me. I had become desperate to know truth. His Truth into my life. Food just did not give me the answers I desperately needed for my life. I was at a crossroad. ABBA met me in the middle. 

Now at this time I also was thinking about making a meatloaf for my family. I was thinking about how my mother-in-law made hers. She’d put potatoes and string beans around it, as it cooked. It was really good. So I decided to give it a try. I have never been a good cook. So I begin to pray about the food turning out to be good, before I even went to the store to get all that I needed to make this. 

After I got home with my groceries to make this special supper...I kept on praying for it to be blessed and to taste good, as I prepared it and cooked it. Praying over the food I cook, serves a good purpose for those who will eat it anyway!

We were on a very tight budget and I only went to the grocery store every 2 weeks. So I had to make certain of my list needs and that the things I bought would last 2 weeks. If I missed something on the list...then I had to do without it for 2 more weeks. So you see...I had been thinking and praying about this special meatloaf dish, with it’s green beans and potatoes for sometime. 

The evening I was preparing to make the meatloaf, I noticed I did not have The Potatoes! I was very upset. I complained to my husband. I shoved the 2 little cans of string beans I had bought, in front of my husband’s face and I said, “See! No Potatoes!” I was crying. I then cried out at him, “I planned this meal and I forgot the potatoes!”

My husband comforted me and told me it would still be good without the Potatoes. I told him, that it was not going to work out at all. I was so disappointed. He gave me an, “I am sorry for you look,” and then told me, he and our son were going to go over to his dad’s house to help him mend a fence. 

When they left...I turned my attention, half-heartedly...to my supper plans and I then turned on the radio to listen to some Christian music. 

I begin to sing, as I cooked and I felt better. 

But I still didn’t feel especially happy about making this meatloaf without the potatoes. I was also still thinking about the frustrations I was feeling about the hurt being done to me, in my life and wanting to know what Abba was going to do about it. 

Just then, an Amy Grant song came on. ‘Love Will Find A Way.’

“Here I Stand An Angry Young Woman Taking All The Pain To Heart.  

 Love Will Find A Way.” 

As I listened to this song...I became overwhelmed. Tears fell from my eyes...like a steady rain on a windshield. I felt tingles and my heart squeezed. I knew Abba was loving on me! Relating to me! 

Showing me, He cared! 

I begin to lift my hands up high to Him and turn my face up toward Him, my eyes still full of tears and I prayed. I told Him, I was sorry for my attitude and I thanked Him for caring for me and being there for me. 

Hear it for yourself and you will see with your heart, how Abba spoke to my heart through this song. Right then and there, in that moment when I really needed Him! 

https://youtu.be/vpS72a1wUyA

I felt better. I then continued to cook the meal without Potatoes. 

It came time for me to put the String Beans and (No Potatoes) with the meatloaf. 

My heart became okay with that. I settled into joy and contentment of the love Abba has for me. I would have been an idiot to have not been okay and not get over that after the way He loved on me. 

I accepted we would have a good meal without the Potatoes. 

I got out a can opener, the 2 cans of String Beans. 

I opened the First can and poured out the String Beans into the electric cooker. 

I then opened the 2nd can of String Beans and I saw 

POTATOES!!!

YES! P-O-T-A-T-O-E-S!

Beautiful white little round ones! Already peeled. 

A color of white I never seen before. 

They were so fresh and pleasing to look at. 

I then grabbed a big bowl and began pouring them out. 

They seemed endless! Coming out of that little string bean can! 

I poured them into a big bowl. I don’t know why I grabbed a big bowl for a little can. I know the little string bean can was filled to OVER the brim with beautiful Potatoes. I begin to pour them out and they just kept coming out. Filling up the big bowl. 

(The string beans from the other little can, didn’t lack either. We noticed later. There was plenty of string beans from that can to match the Potatoes. 

I praised Abba and thanked Him, right then and there. 

I was so awestruck and wowed by Him. 

I was jumping and laughing and praising Him. Thanking Him. 

I decided not to cook them right away. 

I covered them up with a dish towel and waited for my husband, 

to come back from his dad’s house. 

I wanted to show him, exactly as it happened. 

I could barely wait for my husband to get home. I kept saying to Abba, “Please hurry him home. I can barely wait to show him what You did!”

I thought he would never get home! I was full of excitement and joy. 

I felt I could hardly stand to wait for him to get home. 

Then I heard his car coming down our long, gravel driveway. 

Oh my goodness! 

He barely got the back door open..that led to our kitchen! 

I was right there. Jumping up and down! 

Acting like a woman gone silly. I kept saying to him over and over...

“You got to see this!” “You got to see this!”

“You got to see what Abba did!”

I took him over to the breakfast bar, where I had sat the Big Bowl of Potatoes and had covered the bowl with a dish towel. 

I whipped off the dish towel from the top of the bowl. 

He looked astonished. His mouth fell wide open. 

He said, “Where did those come from? We didn’t have any Potatoes?”

I held up the little green bean can and thrust it toward his face to see...

I said, “From This Can!”

He said, “That is a string bean can.” (Like I didn’t know that) 

“How can you get Potatoes from that!?”

I said, ‘I knooooooooooow!”  

“Abba did this!”

He began to cry. Tears of great movement of joy and awe. He was very moved with overwhelming feelings of emotion toward our Abba. 

We had a wonderful meal. Everything tasted so good. 

We had never tasted Heavenly Potatoes before. 

That’s the only way to describe them. 

There is just a little more to this story...

Before and when this happened, I had been attending a women’s class one night a week at the church we were attending at that time. 

The next day, after Abba gave us Potatoes for our meal...I pondered in my heart all day about what had happened. 

I said in my heart, “Abba, this is mine. What happened here last night, is mine, not anybody else’s.” “It I between You and I. It is my story. 

My treasure.”

But ohhh do you know what? I know when I said that in my heart, Abba just smiled at me. Because He was going to set me straight on that in a quick minute!

I think He takes a little joy in our stubbornness. He does His best work in those times!

I went to my class at church that next night, after we ate our wonderful meal with Potatoes. After I had pondered all the next day about it all in my heart and decided, I wasn’t going to share His testimony.  

After I decided, It Was Mine! I went to class at church. Stubborn. 

Once there, I ended up at the front and center table. By myself. Weird. 

I had friends I loved and loved me. But for some reason I was alone at a table. The front and center table. And everyone else was right behind me. 

No seats left beside any of them. 

The leader led us in prayer to start the class. After she prayed, instantly my heart began to stir within me very fiercely! 

I am not exaggerating!

Then all the sudden the leader said, “Does anybody have something special they would like to share before we get started?”

Strange...she never said this before in any of our previous classes, until now. 

I felt a bit overwhelmed with the stirring of my heart then. 

I thought, “What in ABBA’s Green Earth Is Going On?”

My heart kept squeezing in a way I never felt before. 

It didn’t hurt. It was a Holy touching upon me. 

I heard the Holy Spirit tell me, “Tell about the Potatoes.”

I said, inside myself...”No. it is my story from You.”

He said, “No. it is not your story. It is My story.”

I sat there. Determined not to tell it. 

I wanted it to myself. 

All at once...I felt a heavy pressure upon my head, gently pushing me down and down and down. I am literally telling you, I was going down for the count!

I was slipping out of my seat, to under the table and onto the floor! 

I thought, “Good Lord! I am sliding right off this chair in front of all these women!”

(Yes...I was half laid out on the seat of my chair and half on the floor, under the table!) Just before I hit the floor all the way...I said in my heart, “Fine. I will tell Your story.” 

I felt a bit off release from the top of my head and pulled myself back up in a sitting position. Opened my mouth. The words just poured out. 

The whole story. 

There were tears and laughter everywhere in that room. Amazement!

That story touched each one in there in a different way and meant something different to each of their lives. 

One lady who was there, who became a lifelong friend to me, 

she said, “I bet when you opened that 2nd can and those Potatoes came out, an Angel up in Heaven saw the look on your face and said, “Now that is a Kodak moment. I’m taking a picture!”

Later that story, was printed in short version form in another Women’s Bible study class, in that church. It was shared with many others. 

Passed out and around among the church and others outside of the church. I learned from many women, how it touched them personally in their lives. 

It is not my story. It is ABBA’s story. 

After that class was over with...some time later...I was at the dollar store. 

I saw a white gift bag with big Potatoes on the front and written across it were these words...THANK GOD FOR THE FOOD AND DON’T FORGET THE POTATOES. 

I bought the bag.

 Kimberly Wenrich 

2 Corinthians 5:17 

Psalm 139