DELIVERED

"I just got a call from Yoshitaka Ishikawa, and he's bringing over Shikwasa from his yard for us," my sister e-mailed me from downstairs.

DELIVERED VITAMINS - He brought over a bagful of the luscious Okinawa lime, packed full of vitamin C. I decided to add its juices to my mug of Hibiscus tea and found the pairing perfect! I've had plain Shikwasa drink and Hibiscus-Shikwasa tea since, squeezing over two dozen little limes!

God had them sent a few days ago, while I was strong enough to putter around the kitchen to drink the nutrition I needed, knowing this morning I'd find myself downed with low-grade fever.

DELIVERED SAFETY -

A little over two months ago, that Shikwasa, you may remember, was in a plastic bottle, had come out of a vending machine; God used it when I needed to hold down swelling.

Oh...another "delivered":

DELIVERED SOULS - I forgot to mention: the man in the white slacks next to my Mom in the photo representing the church believers in the photo posted on Dec. 12 is the father of the person who brought me the Shikwasas in this post! Yoshitaka was a little boy then. He came to Sunday School, Camps, Teen Picnics, got saved and became one of my Sunday School teachers, went on evangelistic teams, to Bible School, has pastored for several decades now.

Yes, that's Yoshitaka today, and yes, those drinks in front of Joyce and me include the drink Shikwasa. It's the one smack dab in the center, with the green label.