It has been some time since my last post. There has been much going on seen and unseen. I think we all know the strains that an election year brings upon us in America. I have to be honest in the reality that it tends to consume my thoughts and prayers when the power of a nation is passed to another.
I know not what the future holds, but I do believe we are seeing prophetic events. The news of the Sanhedrin requesting aid to build the third temple is indeed a major event to keep our eyes upon. If the rebuilding of the temple is accomplished, that is prophetic events being fulfilled.
Aside from these things going on in the world, Americans are preparing for a feast of Thanksgiving. We make our lists, and hope to not forget a thing before the big day arrives. We eat too much and still have plenty left over.
Yet, there are many who are among us that have no feast. They hunger and thirst. They dream of finding comfort one day and earnestly seek to survive.
This is something that breaks God’s heart. It should break yours. What do we do to acknowledge this truth? Do we go out and seek the needy? Often, no. We find excuses to ward off our guilt and the pricking of conscience. We must not do this no matter how small a gift we may give. Even stopping to pray with those who will allow it is a gift much desired most of the time. I tell you these things because God made today the day in my life that a choice had to be made. God caused events that lead me to the opportunity to give where it was directly needed.
I prepared for my usual weekly shopping but with the errand of cashing a small check at the bank for my husband. I decided that being at the bank already, I would take out the amount of cash needed for my shopping as well. Then I went on to my usual store of choice and about my routine. I am always very careful to make a list, a meal plan, and never to go over the budget my husband sets for me each week. I had all the items listed with their prices, and deducted any savings from coupons etc. That way I would be sure to know after taxes if I had too much and could put items back that were not expressly needed that week.
There was a moment though that I spotted boxes of string cheese (which my daughter loves to have in her school lunches). The price tag was covered by a discounted sale sign that said, ‘2/.89’……….. I was not even thinking clearly and thought, “What a bargain!” despite the insane amount of savings it would be for 2 large boxes of cheese sticks haha
Eat your breakfast, folks. It fuels common sense of our little grey cells 😉 The checker was quick and made the proper adjustments since the boxes were without a bar code to scan…. if I had been paying proper attention this would have been my moment to say, “AH-HA!” and fixed the error. Those string cheeses were really 2 individual sticks for $0.89 and not 2 huge boxes for $0.89! I had calculated so carefully though that come the time to pay, I was puzzled at the added cost that was unexpected from my detailed notes. I knew the store was busy with shoppers buying their holiday items; so I quickly put the last bit onto my debit card and went off to the car. Once in the car I took out the receipt and went over it to see how each item wrung up. There were the cheese sticks big as life haha That was when the truth hit me and I knew where it went awry. So I went back in and returned them to the store. Due to the odd way it was wrung up by the cashier it took a bit extra for customer service to refund the funds to me. I felt awful and promised myself to be more diligent in the future!
Once in the car, there was still another stop before I could go home. I needed to stop by the pharmacy for my monthly sumatriptan medication. The script had run out though and so they needed to await my doctor to write a new one. I was unsure how much time this would take and told the pharmacist to please call me on my cell phone when the script was filled. Just in-case it only took a short while I chose to meander in the store. I took note of certain products to compare prices locally… and after some while it was nearing the time I needed to be home for Riley. So I decided to leave and come back another day. I took the back way to get back to the roadway. This took me by the town bowling alley, which is currently foreclosed. I saw two men sitting on the back steps of the building and noticed they looked homeless. I drove past them just long enough to turn around at the gas station. I felt God prompting me to give them the cash that was refunded from the cheese stick debacle! I knew it was what He desired me to do and I chose to obey His calling.
The men were hesitant as I pulled the car up to them. I rolled the window down and asked if I could give them some money. One man came over and we talked for a long time. Turned out he had lived in Alaska for the last 30 years his life and spent most of it on the road. That he plans to see all of it before God calls him home. He had worked many odd jobs that got him and his wife by; but now times are much harder for Alaskans due to the fall in gas prices. He was not bitter at all and despite the many sad things he has suffered in his life… He praises God for always providing his true needs. Miraculously at times and often when he and his wife could walk no farther in the dark and cold nights. They would be weeping and on their knees as they pray on the roadside… and someone would stop and be just what they needed to carry on another day. He is currently living in a tent and his wife is sheltered in Kasilof (a easy half hour drive going 55mph from Kenai) due to not having a better place to stay right now. That the shelters were for either women or men but not both at once. His wife finds a way to see him every day though and most likely hitching rides from those on the road… which in all honesty is pretty dangerous no matter where one lives. I imagined the pain my heart would feel in such circumstances… child or no child. I love being with my husband. This man, with tears welling up in his eyes said, “But the Lord is GOOD. He only gives us what we can bear.” No words have ever sounded more humble in all my life. I have a habit also of keeping blankets in my car… Alaskan born and raised 😉 Thanks, Mom! So I grabbed one of them and gave it to him as well. He said it would help so much as he had no gloves. I gave him my phone number and told him to please call it if he was in need. Also, I told him where I attend church and that I was sure our pastor would not mind him coming there for free showers at least. He was amazed a church would even have showers in their buildings. I explained how blessed our small congregation was and that I knew many would be glad to help him and his wife. The public laundromat here charges $5 a shower. That is a steep price for the truly needy. I offered him a Gideon bible of the new testament that was in my glove box, but he had a small bible of his own with him. He told me that back when he had a house and a family that there were bibles everywhere. One on every bookshelf <3 I am the same way in my home haha something about bibles…. it is hard not to collect more than one! Especially knowing there are those forbidden to own a bible in many places out there.
We were brother and sister in Christ during that talk and I pray God will bring Him back into my life soon. I want to do as much as I can to help him. This is one of the few occasions I can be charitable face to face. Especially to someone local and in such dire need. That is a full circle blessing that God provides. God perfectly orchestrated my day so that in that moment I could GIVE. What better time to give Thanks to God than at Thanksgiving whilst giving?
1 The sayings of King Lemuel contain this message, which his mother taught him.2 O my son, O son of my womb, O son of my vows,3 do not waste your strength on women, on those who ruin kings.4 It is not for kings, O Lemuel, to guzzle wine. Rulers should not crave alcohol.5 For if they drink, they may forget the law and not give justice to the oppressed.6 Alcohol is for the dying, and wine for those in bitter distress.7 Let them drink to forget their poverty and remember their troubles no more.8 Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves; ensure justice for those being crushed.9 Yes, speak up for the poor and helpless, and see that they get justice.10 Who can find a virtuous and capable wife? She is more precious than rubies.11 Her husband can trust her, and she will greatly enrich his life.12 She brings him good, not harm, all the days of her life.13 She finds wool and flax and busily spins it.14 She is like a merchant’s ship, bringing her food from afar.15 She gets up before dawn to prepare breakfast for her household and plan the day’s work for her servant girls.16 She goes to inspect a field and buys it; with her earnings she plants a vineyard.17 She is energetic and strong, a hard worker.18 She makes sure her dealings are profitable; her lamp burns late into the night.19 Her hands are busy spinning thread, her fingers twisting fiber.20She extends a helping hand to the poor and opens her arms to the needy.21 She has no fear of winter for her household, for everyone has warm clothes.22 She makes her own bedspreads. She dresses in fine linen and purple gowns.23 Her husband is well known at the city gates, where he sits with the other civic leaders.24 She makes belted linen garments and sashes to sell to the merchants.25 She is clothed with strength and dignity, and she laughs without fear of the future.26 When she speaks, her words are wise, and she gives instructions with kindness.27 She carefully watches everything in her household and suffers nothing from laziness.28 Her children stand and bless her. Her husband praises her:29 “There are many virtuous and capable women in the world, but you surpass them all!”30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty does not last; but a woman who fears the LORD will be greatly praised.31 Reward her for all she has done. Let her deeds publicly declare her praise.