The moment I got the call, I knew something was not good. Then, I walked into the shop, and headed towards the mechanic, who directed my attention to my car, hoisted in the air. I attempted to pay close attention to everything he was showing me, but quite honestly, I just wanted to know the financial damage that he seemed reluctant to share with me. His itemization of the needed repairs made me all the more worried about the total lurking on the next page. And then, as he flipped the page, my heart sank at the sight of the final amount. “That’s bad” – I thought it and spoke it. While he was assuring me that he had worked down the amounts the best he could, I began to think of how in the world I was going to pull together the money to get my car repaired…and find someone to take Felicity and me home in the mean time. Thanks to a friend, we did get home and I began to wonder how in the world this was all going to work out.
Fast-forward a week later, I am copying and pasting the words of Jaime’s blog, “Jaime Smiles”. While I am reading through her entries, and remembering the experiences she wrote about, I began to think about how many times when it looked like we would be finished…financially, spiritually, etc., God would orchestrate events and people in such amazing ways that the two of us could only agree that He really was taking care of our family. There was the former student’s parent who drove up and paid our rent, the knock on the door and both dinner and several bills were taken care of. There was the feeling of defeat when we couldn’t afford the medication that would help Jaime not have seizures, only to be given that amount the same day…and $40 to spare. Over and over again, God took care of our needs.
Seated at my dining room table, a week ago, God reminded me that this present crisis was not going to be my end. Sure, it might empty my bank account, but it in no way changed who He was and how much He loves me. With a prayer, all of my funds in my checking account, and the financial help of a friend, we went back to retrieve the car. The final bill was less than what I had been quoted. There was enough to cover the bill. There is always enough, isn’t there? God smiled because once again I was reminded that nothing…absolutely nothing…including car repairs…would separate me from the visible reminder that I am loved and so well taken care of.
“Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? 26 Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? 27 And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? 28 And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, 29 yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. 30 But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? 31 Therefore do not be anxious, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. 33 But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.
34 “Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.