A Journey of Rewarding Obedience

I am so excited to finally have some time and energy to sit down and write again! I have spent much of the past 10 weeks extremely tired as I am pregnant. While I have a lot of catch up to do, this recent God experience was so wonderful, I just have to share it right away!

My week long journey began last Sunday. While I have been longing to re-connect with Jesus again and serve Him better, I knew that He was patiently waiting for me to come out of a season of fatigue and nausea. During the morning's sermon, however, my heart was touched to pray for this even more. Well, the next thing I know, right after our service, I am approached by my friend. She tells me she is going to sound rather kooky, but she is quite sure that God prompted her to give me what she is holding in an envelope (which is obviously money). Accepting this is a gift from God, with curiosity I thank her for her obedience and take it. I think to myself, "as soon as I see how much money is in the envelope, I will know why God has given this to me." As I have witnessed, God is so good at providing when we need it, not in advance but at the precise moment. This in mind, I opened the envelope to find $20. Not to be ungrateful, but I think, "I don't need $20 dollars!" I mean, who can't use an extra $20? However, it's not a mortgage payment, or the amount I would need to attend the ladies retreat, or anything else that I can think of. Why would God give me $20? So, after some conversation with Him, I come to the conclusion that the money is not for me. Perhaps I am going to be in a position to touch some one's life that my friend would not...and it must be before next Sunday, or she could have given it to me then (that second part was likely my logic more than God's). So, I place the money in a special envelope and into my wallet, pray that I will hear God's prompting well and carry it around with me all week. Everywhere I went I looked around and thought, "is that the person? is it that homeless man? is it that mother? will I see them today?" Friday came along and I still had the envelope. I wondered if I had missed my opportunity to bless some one or if my chance was still around the corner...and what God was up to! I told Him that He would eventually have to tell me what to do with this money, as I was not going to spend it on myself. Well, Saturday rolled around. My friend took my children with her for the day, which turned into the evening. Due to circumstances that just "happened so," I ended up going to run a few errands in the evening before going to pick up my children. I pulled up to the video store to return my movie. The parking spot I was originally going to take wasn't really accessible due to some people milling around, so I chose another....which just "happened" to be right in front of a very drunk man sitting on the sidewalk. I thought, "oh God, that's not they guy, is it?" As I opened the door to get out, I prepared myself to be open to a yes. However, as I stepped onto the sidewalk the man began to yell out some lovely profanities. While they were not directed at myself, or anyone for that matter, they were enough to make me hurry into the store. I prayed and said to God, "if that is the man you would like me to give this money to, you are going to have to open a door for me. I can try to love the unlovable, but I don't know how to approach the unapproachable." Wouldn't you know it, as I neared the vehicle again he greeted me kindly and asked if I had forty cents to spare. I chose to look through my wallet for some change. In all honesty, it wasn't to be kind, but so that I could have some time to assess the situation and leave God some time to speak to me. I approached the man and handed him what change I could find in my wallet. I noticed that not only was he so drunk that the whites of his eyes had been completely replace by red, but he had an unopened mickey of alcohol next to him. I began to wrestle with God again. I said, "there is no way this could be the man. I mean, if I give him this money he is just going to go buy himself more alcohol. That can't possibly be right!" So, after a little "small talk" I got into the vehicle. After another moment of prayer I was fairly certain this was, in fact, the man that was to receive this blessing. So, out I got again, armed with the envelope. I bent down and said, "this may sound odd to you, but last Sunday God gave this to me and I've been waiting for Him to tell me what I should do with it. I am pretty sure He wants you to have it." He lifts his head up, rolls his eyes and says, F*** God! I said, "would you like the money, sir?" He asked me, what is it? I answered, "it's $20." He tried to open it, but got frustrated and handed it back to me and so I opened it and passed him the bill. He held it in his hand and questioned if I was sure I wanted to give him this money. I responded with, "it's not my money, it's God's. He wants you to have it." I pleaded with him to buy some food with it, though I'd be surprised if any of it was spent on that purpose. As I stood up to leave, I said, "God bless you." After all the choice words I had already heard from him, and his original comment on God's blessing, I was surprised to hear him say, "God bless you too." Wow. That in itself spoke volumes to me of how powerful God's love can be!

What a gift I received from God this week. From a personal point of view, when I was given that $20 my eyes were opened to seek Him everywhere I went. I was in constant conversation with Him, looking for Him at all times, waiting for Him to guide me, waiting for Him to show me how to love His children. Now, that is a relationship I desire at all times! The second gift I received was to see God at work. I saw a man go from speaking ill of God to asking Him to bless me! That man received not only a blessing from God, and a sign that maybe there is a creator who loves him, but he also received a friend who prayed for him over and over. I don't know why God chose that man, or me, or what will come of the situation, but I know that it is in God's hands now. While it seemed strange to me to give a drunk man more money (and in hind sight I wondered if I should offer to buy him food instead - but, hey, I'm still new at this), God knows what He is doing. Even if that man did buy more alcohol, it doesn't mean he wasn't blessed. I know I am not responsible for the choices that man makes, but I am responsible for my obedience and faithfulness to God.

In this experience, I am also reminded that it is not up to me to judge people. I knew that, I know that, but it's amazing how judgment can sneak up on you. Had I not been waiting to bless some one with God's gift, I would have never given money to a drunk man. I mean, who wants to see "their money" spent on something like that. In my eyes, that man may not have deserved a gift - he'd probably be ungrateful, or even forget the whole thing. Through the eyes of Jesus, however, I was able to see the situation differently. Maybe he didn't deserve a blessing (do any of us?), but he needed one - and God loves us that much! I'm not saying that we need to give money to everyone who asks us, but that we should always be seeking God's guidance and not let our own preconceptions get in the way.

On a lighter note, I once again got a glimpse of God's great sense of humour. I have to tell you, money is very rarely an idol for me. I'd much rather go back to the ways of bartering and just helping each other out. However, for one week, money actually became a symbol of God for me! I took Him with me wherever I went and was just waiting to share Him with some one. I find that ironically funny. The second thing that made me laugh was that after the whole event with the drunk man on the sidewalk, I got back into the vehicle. I never listen to the country stations but my friend had it on in her car, and I hate to play with people's settings. After I finished praying for that man, I actually stopped to listen to the lyrics of the song that was playing: "God is great, beer is good, people are strange." That kept me giggling for the rest of the drive.

I would like to challenge you, as I challenge myself. $20 is all it took for me to step out in faith and keep my heart focused on where God wants me to walk. What would it take for you to be able to do that on a consistent basis? I began thinking about how great this was and how I would love to always have that open line between God and myself. To always be ready to follow the example of Jesus. I doubt that He will prompt some one to give me $20 every week, and so I know that I need to seek Him instead. My challenge to you is this: Take a moment in prayer. Ask God if there is some one who needs to feel His love through you. Maybe he will suggest you carry around an envelope of money to give to some one in need a blessing. Maybe He will suggest you bring a blanket with you one day, or a carton of milk, or even a kind word. Perhaps you don't need a physical reminder to keep your heart open to His voice. In life we often get so wrapped up in what we need to accomplish that we put the rest of the world aside. If we arm ourselves so that we are prepared to be obedient, before we even leave the house, then it will be easier to hear His voice when He does speak to us.