Good morning Johnny,
Yes, I haven’t taken much time to be online, just haven’t felt inspired to write anything. And thanks for sharing with me about your family. It is amazing how much of who we are, the personal challenges we face, are wired in us from birth and are forced upon us because of the environment in which we are raised. And though I don’t recall ever fearing death, I’ve been overwhelmed with fear a couple of times concerning finances.
Back when I was single I was attempting unsuccessfully to be an insurance salesman. I was broke, no money, and too proud to ask for help from my family. I had a little house with an open carport underneath it. It was in an area in FL that occasionally flooded which was the reason for it being built off the ground. After work I parked my truck underneath the house and noticed a dove sitting on the pipes underneath the house. I watched him for a moment and then went upstairs. I fixed my last mac and cheeze and hot dogs, ate, and then nealt down in front of the recliner, sat my bible on the recliner, bowed my head and began to pray and worship. After being there awhile, I heard a voice in my head say “Go down stairs and get that bird because he’s freezing.” It happened to be one of the few freezing days we had in FL, the coldest one that year, but to think that bird was still underneath my house and freezing was ludicrous. I ignored the thought and continued to try and worship and pray but the thought of that bird would not leave me. So I decided to go down stairs and prove to myself that there was no bird there so that I could get back to prayer.
Well, I went down stairs, saw no bird on the pipes, turned to turn the light off and go back upstairs and noticed the dove was sitting, huddled in the corner. I reached up to get him and he tried to fly but was so cold he just fell off his perch, banged on the floor, and was stunned, not moving. I picked him up and quickly took him upstairs. After several minutes he warmed up and was doing fine. I set him on top of a room screen I had dividing the little kitchenette from the front door. And then went back to my praying.
As I nealt again in front of the recliner, I opened the bible and started to read. It had fallen open to Mat. 6 where Jesus says,
25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life[e]?
28 “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? 31 So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
I read this and then I heard the Lord say, “See, I sent you to take care of that little bird; and I love that little bird. How much more can I not send the angels of glory to meet your every need!”
Wow, was I blessed and at peace. I didn’t realize how much I was worried until the burden was lifted. I was so at peace I just went to bed.
The next morning I drove to work and was about to run out of gas as I drove into the parking lot. I got the phones and started calling people, trying to sell some insurance. One of my co-workers, a young lady stopped by and asked how I was doing. I replied I was fine. But she said, “Sherman, I know how hard it is to get started in this buisness, and I know what your faith says, but how are you really doing?” I thanked her for her concern but assured her I was doing fine. I didn’t tell her I didn’t know how I was going to get home, but I didn’t need anything right at that moment. She said ok and walked out the door. A couple of minutes later, as I was on the phone in an intense conversation with a client, she came back in and dropped an envelope of my table, turned and walked back out the door. I finished my phone call, picked up the envelope, looked inside, and there was $20.
I immediately jumped up and went to give it back to her, thinking to myself “I take money from a woman!!!” As I reached for the door knob I heard the Lord say, “Stop, wait a minute.” I paused and listened and He said, “I sent her to bless you because there are some things I want to do in her life and in her family and that opens the door for me to do so. So recieve!” I said “ok”, turned and went back to my calling. I saw her later that day and thanked her for the gift.
So, God not only met my financial need, but He also increased my faith, and most importantly He dealt with my pride. It was a pretty cool day!
“Faith comes by hearing the word of God.”
May the Lord bless you my friend and fill you with righteousness, wholeness, love, and joy - the kingdom of God!