There’s somethin I learned when I was homeless: Our limitation is God’s opportunity. When you get all the way to the end of your rope and there ain’t nothin you can do, that’s when God takes over.”
Same Kind of Different As Me
(co-written with Ron Hall, with Lynn Vincent)
In twenty-three years of wedded bliss, my husband and I BOTH worked full-time for only one year. Considering we married before we finished college and then bore four children a few years later, you can imagine we've never been "rolling in the dough."
Our first ten to fifteen years we never filled the gas tank in our car, only put in enough to get through the week. There were no line items in our budget for savings, entertainment or even clothing. We rarely ate out. The car breaking down or someone getting really sick caused a major crisis. Figuring out how to pay for Christmas brought added stress instead of joyful celebration.
I prayed a lot.
Lord, you know what we need. You promise to meet our needs. Help me trust You.
And you know what? We've never been hungry, never slept in our car. God supplied our needs in extraordinary ways--unexpected job offers for part-time work, gifts of clothes, enough meat to fill our freezer, cash, even cars! Our parents lived close enough to provide free babysitting often.
Not only did God meet our needs, but He threw in a little flair besides (Who says God has no style?!). We were able to purchase a huge house for nearly half its original selling price and fix it up cheaply with the help of my amazing father-in-law who knows how to do everything. God gave Kevin the opportunity to get a Master's degree. A part-time job he held provided free trips for him to Austria and England and my generous mother gave us the necessary funds for me to join him when he went to Italy. Grazie, Mamma!
You see? Our limitations are God's opportunity! Yet the real bonus is not the gifts we received, but the traits He developed in us along the journey. Kevin and I grew closer (there are definite advantages to having little money TOGETHER), taught our kids the value of a dollar without us lecturing, honed in us a spirit of humility (it's not easy to be on the receiving end of gifts, knowing you can never repay the gifter) and trained us to be grateful for all things, big or small.
Truly God is faithful. Why do we ever fear?
What are you facing this day, friend? What brings you to the end of your rope? Put your hope in God. Like a little child, expect the impossible, wait to see Him work.
. . .Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.
God is faithful. He can be trusted.
Be sure to visit this week's host, a blogger I hope to meet IRL someday, MiPa, at Miriam Paulines' Monologue.