On Friday morning, when it happened I wasn’t feeling or acting particularly holy. When the fellow I’m staying with woke me up to tell me someone had broken into my car, my first reaction was, “You are kidding me!” I went outside expecting a broken window and missing things. When I got to the car, I found five of my six windows destroyed. Nothing was missing though. Of course we called the cops. I took pictures, and then ran inside to get a shower. While I was in the shower I began to pray. I said, “Lord, what are you doing? You know this is Your car, not mine. I bought it just for the purpose of traveling to raise support for working with MAF. Today, I finally finish MAF introductory training and actually start raising my ministry support, so why of all times do you choose now to let this happen? What are you trying to teach me?” I didn’t understand, but my attitude was fairly laid back and trusting. I prayed about it, and now I was letting God do the work.
Over the next few days, something amazing happened. The quote that I got for replacing the glass was $1000. Two different people gave to me a total of $350. Well, that helped for sure, but I still had a chunk to go. I thought God had provided through some finances that I had not expected, until Sunday. On Sunday, a man from church whom I had never met before told me he had a business replacing car glass volunteered to replace my windows at cost.
Today, he made good on that offer. I had gone and gotten the side windows at a junk yard for $143.10. I figured the front being new, and the back being used but heated, I could expect to pay about $300 to him. That would have been a huge savings over the quote I had been given on Friday of $1000. When he was all done, his bill was $150. The total of the repairs was $293.10.
As I finished cleaning up after Brent had left, God spoke to me. The glass in my car is a reminder. The cut on my hand is a reminder. God has provided already with His blood. God will continue to provide with His money. On top of that, His provision will be more then enough. None of this is because I’m incredible, or super holy, but because God has chosen to use me.
I was thankful for a chance to learn. I was thankful for a reminder that I was where God wanted me, and that Satan wanted to attack me. I was thankful that God was going to somehow get the glory. I had no clue that God was going to put a sliver in my hand to remind me that He is the one who will raise my ministry support, and that God put glass dust all through my car to remind me just who’s car it is anyway.
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