Faithful

I have an incredible story to tell you.  I feel, though, that I must tell you that it's not a pity party story.  It's a story about trusting God.

Some of y'all know that I'm on a very tight budget and understand why.  Because of that very tight budget, when things break or go wrong, it has a disastrous effect on the family budget.  This month would be that case in point.  

We have plenty of food to eat because June was wise to stock up when things were cheap, but that stockpile is starting to dwindle.  So it goes with our bank accounts, too.  I got the bail notice for me from when Buck ran away last time.  $135.00 for the wondermutt's ride from Weber State to home again.  Ouch.  And then, when money runs out, borrowing more is just not a possibility, so when it's gone, it's gone.

I got to work on Friday because I bought an extra gallon of gas when I bought gas for the mower and tractor.  The dogs were out of food, but June had some put back and it helped us get to today. Things have been very tight around here since Wednesday, but for once I didn't panic.  I kept it to myself but just trusted in the Lord, and He provided.  In the oddest way.

I got the idea to sell my pinball machine.  I kind of thought it would sell today, and figured while I was at it, I'd put the stuff from the bakery back up for sale as well.  I figured the pinball machine would sell. But it was the bakery display case that sold today.  

That money belongs to my mother.  There was a time in my life that I would have just kept my mouth shut.  I could have said nothing.  My mom doesn't ask about this stuff.  It's just in the garage.  I could have just spent it and called her on Friday and told her I sold it and used the money to get me through.  Maybe there was a time in my life that I'd have done that, too.

But what I did was....call my mom and tell her to come up and collect her money.  

I told my mom this story, and I'm telling you, to show you how God changes His children.  My mother was kind enough to share a little bit of the money with me.  I have some work to do for her but it's a very fair trade.  And I'm so thankful.  The funny thing is that I've listed this stuff before for sale and had no takers.  I didn't sell the most expensive piece, either.  It's still for sale.  I also didn't sell the least expensive, either.  The coffee grinder is also still for sale.  The one that sold was the one God used to meet the most pressing needs I had.  There is gas in my car and the dogs have food.  We have a few more groceries, and almost everything i bought for us was on sale.  (Smith's always seems to have discount meat!.  

God blessed me today.  He met my needs and proved to me He's trustworthy.  The funny thing was there was never a doubt in my mind that God would provide.  I just didn't know how He was going to do it.  I just had to wait on Him.

Which explains a lot of why I stay where I'm at.  He led me here.  He will resolve my domestic situation in His time.  He's faithful and my trust is in Him!  Praise, glory and honor to Jesus!  Praise, glory and Honor to God!  And praise, glory and honor to the Spirit for bringing peace.  I mean that.  I didn't know what to do except pray.  After I did that, I had a peace that passed all understanding.  I just knew I didn't need to worry. 

I hope you like that little story and I hope it shows you that there really is something to trusting Christ!  I have found that there is always a blessing at the end of a trial.  Sometimes that trial may be a test of faith, or a chastisement for not doing what I should be.  God always finds a way to use them to His purposes and the blessing comes.  That's what He does for me.  I don't always get what I want or think I need but I have what I need and today, that's only because He answered my prayers and met me where I was with what I needed to continue on the journey.

And that's pretty Awesome!

More stories:

I'm getting better at speaking woman.  I don't understand it all but I'm starting to understand it better.  Not speaking woman would, for me, start this whole mess.  Had I spoken my wife's language instead of my own, maybe this mess wouldn't have happened.  Another friend of mine pointed out to me that I speak mechanic.  I don't use a lot of fluff.  I just kind of oversimplify or simply state things in few words.  I think I carry that sometimes to the point of being blunt, and I'm working on that.  Speaking mechanic is about as far from speaking woman as you can get though.  

Because I speak mechanic, if you tell me something, chances are I'm going to take the most literal interpretation of that.  Example:  I'm fine.  In womanspeak, that means that everything is not "fine" and you damn well better be doing more to figure out what's not fine, and start fixing it.  In mechanic speak, fine means everything is working properly and there's no need for me to intervene.  Back to football, or whatever seems to be holding my short attention span at the time.

I got a text that reminded me about womanspeak.  And without divulging the entire story, what I heard the last time we talked, I heard in mechanic.  For my own personal safety, though, I think hearing that in mechanic was probably a safer bet for me than hearing it in womanspeak.  I still have that great reverential fear of God, and if I'm gonna get in trouble, I'd rather be in trouble for being on the right side of God's word than the wrong side of it.

It's easy to get on the wrong side.  In fact, for me, sometimes all I have to do is show up.  As far as the Mrs. goes, the mere fact I'm upright and breathing is enough these days.  I get that.  But my God is pretty big.  Look at what He did for me today!  So, I'll pick being on God's side of things.  But again, as much as I get in trouble for that, trouble can find its' way to me even when I'm not looking.  

You gotta be on your toes, all the time!

Well, kids, that's it for today.  Lots o' stuff going on.  More on the basement tomorrow or Monday, but I wanted to share with you how God truly blessed me and Miss June today.  Jesus calmed the storm!  The Holy Spirt brought peace!  God proved He's faithful and it came just in time!  That's important to share.  The other story is one I've been wanting to tell for a while but just never seemed to have time to.

Next up:  Furnace filters and wiping out the furnaces so they can be used until they're properly cleaned from the disaster.

Yuk!  But it's cold in here and it's gotta be done.

And one last thing:  Today is my anniversary.  

I didn't forget.


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