18 But God will never forget the needy;
the hope of the afflicted will never perish.
So, this morning I started a post. But then the Baby got into stuff and I had to jump and run to get him out of it and then we ran to town for a couple of errands and looked for some of y’all’s remedies for my ahem, ailment. Here’s what I started writing before we left for town:
Though nothing has changed since yesterday (and I do mean nothing), I feel differently today.
Well, okay, y’all made me feel better and gave me great advice (I just knew I could turn to you!), but this is a different thing.
I feel like today there is hope.
As Carron said yesterday (and had me laughing hysterically!), my butt will feel better soon.
And the money woes will ease, just like they always do. I have hope that they will.
I was gonna go on to tell you that I had a peace about yesterday and our next 2 weeks. That Matt and I had made amends after our arguing (are we the only ones who get at each other when money gets tight?) That, though I’m still stressed about the money and the pain there’s really no point in worrying like I was yesterday and I might as well relax and trust in Him (but gosh, it’s hard in the midst of troubles, right?) But your prayers and your kind words, they were heard. I woke up with peace this morning.
And then we stopped by the mailbox on the way into town and our prayers were answered. Literally; concretely. I have been praying for a way to make money even temporarily (like, to get us through the next few weeks a little easier) and then we read 2 Kings 4:1-7 the other day about the woman who was going to have her 2 sons taken into slavery because she owed debt she couldn’t pay and all she had was just a little bit of oil. And Elisha told her to go ask her neighbors for jars (and not just a few, he said) and then to take those jars home and begin to fill them. And she filled them until they were out of jars. Then Elisha told her to go sell the oil at market, pay her debts, and keep what was left for her to live on. It resonated with me. I’ve been praying vigilantly for God to show me some way to work for some money, even if I had to humble myself and ask for something in order to work and make money. I was open, I just wanted the wisdom and opportunity. And in the midst of that I had been praying for a flat out miracle. For a check to just fall plum outta the sky to rescue us in this time of severe tightness. A “miracle check” or a “Christmas miracle” is what we call it. And God has provided those before (check out my archives from 2007, whew, those were some tough times and some amazing times).
So, anyway, I’ve been praying like crazy, we need a big miracle to make it better all the time, but we really just needed to get through this next couple of weeks right now. And then we opened the mailbox and there it was. The only thing there. Our mortgage company had sent us $200 plus escrow check. Out.of.the.blue. We haven’t gotten one of these checks in nearly 2 years. And you can only receive one of these checks if you’re current on your payment schedule. Which we were for 5 days straight last week. For the first time in months. Just long enough to qualify for this check. This check that came just in time for the next 2 weeks. This check that was sitting in our mailbox on the very day that we were being defeated and fighting about money. God had provided it and was just waiting on us to trust him. To settle, to have hope. To check the mail. He had provided He was just waiting for us to take it. Un.believable!
1 I will give thanks to you, LORD, with all my heart;
I will tell of all your wonderful deeds.
2 I will be glad and rejoice in you;
I will sing the praises of your name, O Most High.