Getting an answer to my prayers and having my needs met doesn’t surprise me because when I said that I was expecting a miracle, I really meant that. But, it does “get” me. I’ve been praying for a financial miracle…for about 2 months now. I haven’t worked full-time for over a year and Jeff’s job pays straight commission. Each month we have these darn bills that just keep coming despite my willing them away.
Last Friday I turned down a job and that turning down was a definite step of faith. Trust me, I would have felt a lot more financially secure in taking it…and that’s a biggie for me. The logical side of my mind had a tough time saying no, but my heart wouldn’t let me say yes. So, there was me — out on my limb of faith. Tuesday night I got a big confirmation that I’d done the right thing and that God would continue to take care of us as He has since I quit my job. We were in Atlanta in the hotel room after a LONG day at the DRIVE 09 Conference. I logged on to peek at the bank account and noticed the balance on the household account was larger than I remembered it being. I check the details and see that Jeff has been paid nearly $750 from a company he hasn’t worked for in over 9 months. My eyes zoned in on it and immediately my brain crunches the numbers and I know that we’re going to make it almost exactly. I covered my mouth and got quiet and soaked in the love, protection and peace that was surrounding me. Miracles do happen.