I don't know how to write this blog. I have an incredible story of God's provision in my life, but don't feel as if I can share all the parts. Hardly any of the parts really.
I don't want to be the blogger who teases the reader with a few details, leaving them wondering more about what was left out rather than getting the point of the story.
I don't want my blessings in life to be seen as a point of bragging. Praying for wisdom, I know I can say: Life is hard. God is good.
I don't know where to begin the story. I suppose the beginning is as good a place as any. "In the beginning God created the heavens and the Earth." Just kidding...but seriously. I've blogged about God's provision before. He vetoed my mother's choice of curtains, sending her something better. He provided me a training buddy when I was in need. Then there was the time He showed me a safe place to ride my bike.
Earlier in the week, we received a letter in the mail from a bank. A creditor of ours had went under, and been bought out by a new institution. Immediately, I saw God's hand at work. I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel just a bit scared by the news, but mostly I just saw my Provider.
Last year, Jay "just so happened" to fall in love with a property he was researching for potential clients. The cabin was love-at-first-sight for me as well. We wrote out a pro/con list. I prayed for wisdom. I asked God to put up road blocks if the cabin wasn't for us.
Months later we were the proud owners of 2 mortgages/tax/insurance/electric & bills. Through it all, God provided. I thank God for giving my husband the means, ability, and work ethic to support our family. After one contract fell through, we were able to very quickly get another contract on our farm house.
The house met the couples needs and desires, and was in perfect timing for them to get settled before their baby is born. For us, the timing was also perfect. The sale of our farm house plays heavy into my current topic of provision.
If we hadn't purchased the cabin...
If Jay's hard work hadn't combined with real estate luck...
If our farm house hadn't sold when it did...
If we had chosen to invest our money differently...
God knew. Last year, He knew this week would come. Like a farmer tilling the ground, He began working; preparing us (financially) for this moment. We are still in the planting season, but I am assured He is at work.
When I think about it, I'm speechless.
When I think about it, I tear up.
When I think about Him, I get chill bumps.
"Praise the Lord, oh my soul - oh my soul.
I worship His holy name..."