Yesterday, I was messaging back and forth with a friend. I understood her pain completely. Unable to purchase over the counter medicine for her daughter's fever. When my child needs something, as their mother I want to be able to provide it for them.
I've mentioned before it has been a financial sacrifice staying at home this past year. We have had to really determine need from want. It hasn't always been easy. I've had to learn to drop my pride and receive help. It was hard allowing my family to buy my kid new shoes, when I wanted to buy them. I remember the tears.
Just a few weeks ago it was a tight week. That Friday I paid our bills and prepared the check for our tithe, and I knew there wasn't going to be the extra money for us to go to the football game to cheer my son on the following Thursday. This was hard. I hate telling him we just don't have the money this week. But, God. That Sunday, after service I received an envelope from a dear lady at church with a bookmark and $20 bill. This momma now had a way into the game. The bookmark read…
Help! Then you will call, and the Lord will answer; you will cry for your help, and he will say: Here am I" Isaiah 58:9 ESV
Today my son said he needed a football girdle. No problem. Another friend had blessed me with some cash I had tucked away for a time such as this, and I had found a $20 in the laundry yesterday. Score! I had $40. This should be more than enough. Right? Wrong! I get to the store and the pants are $75!!! These are the only ones they have left.
I stood there for a while debating on rather or not I should get them. I really wanted to get these for him even though is was more than the $40 I had. I got them off the rack and went to checkout. I don't know. I just believed God would work it out. I believed he'd give us the extra hours we needed so we could pay back the bill money I would use to purchase them.
I go to the register. I have my debit card ready to pay the extra when the sales clerk says…Oh wow! These went on clearance today we need to get them marked. No joke!!! They were on sale for $29.97!!!
I don't care what you say…THAT IS GOD. My Father. That is my Father looking at His daughter saying...I want to be the one to provide my daughter her needs and wants. Here I am...And He does!!! I recognize that it is Him that gives and provides for me and my family. It is GOD!
"Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Matthew 6:26 ESV
We believe we are valuable when we give to God. When we give the last that we have, and know that some way He is going to provide. Last night, I pulled dollars out of the offering. They were taped together. I knew they were Jumping George Dollars. At our elementary school, students that have perfect attendance have a chance to jump for dollars if their name is drawn.
I know the little girl that rides the church van. That jumped for these dollars. That said to me I now have money to give on Wednesday. She cheerfully gave them to God. This child. She could have given only one, but she chose to give $5…WOW!
God, give me this little girl's heart. I've heard people say how poor they are…but are we? I usually say don't compare yourself to others, but sometimes we just need to see how blessed we truly are.
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