A memory popped in my head today that inspired me to share the valuable truth of Proverbs 16:4, which says “The Lord works out everything to its proper end- even the wicked for a day of disaster.”
I was thinking about my papaw who passed a few years ago, sharing some stories about how he was scared of my driving ( although I can’t imagine why) and of course my heart began to ache with how much I miss him. As a pastor, he was a strong Godly influence but even more, a walking testimony of God’s works. On my best day as a Christian, I don’t even compare to him, at least in my eyes.
One Christmas when my mamaw began handing out gifts, she apologized that she wasn’t able to get much because they barely had enough to spend. Although getting gifts didn’t matter to any of us, something in the way she expressed her disappointment really moved me, but I didn’t say anything, and we continued to eat and enjoy time with family. Towards the end of the night when only a few of us were left, I was sitting on the couch and just decided to get out my phone and check my bank account balance on a whim. I hadn’t really looked at it and wanted to know what I had. I was shocked when I saw I had 200$ more in my account than I remember, and I saw on my deposit history that the bank had deposited it for an incentive bonus that I didn’t even know I would be getting. (Sort of like “open an account today with so much money and we will give you 100$” -that kind of thing)
Aside from the initial excitement of free money, my mind went straight to my mamaw and knowing she didn’t have enough money to get better gifts. The bank was actually right around the corner, so I jumped up and said “I’ll be right back!” and went to the ATM. I took out 100$ and raced back to the house, went straight up to my papaw who was sitting at the table with my mamaw, mom, and aunt and handed him the money, and told them both I wanted them to have it. He refused over and over and begged me to keep it but eventually he gave in. That was that, I felt good, and I went home happy.
A few days later I went by their house to just check in, and my papaw told me he was thankful I gave them the money. He told me he had been praying to God because they had been struggling that month and he didn’t know how they were gonna make it, and what I gave them got them through.
God moved my heart and made me a part in His plans for my grandparents and at the time I didn’t even know it. I will always be grateful for that, and now that I’m a little older and wiser, I wish I would have given them more. Oh how I wish I could go back.
I got to witness God in action, providing for them and seeing them through, and a small glimpse of my papaw’s unwavering faith. Since then I’ve had many similar circumstances where God has gotten me through, even when I didn’t deserve it. I give full props to my family praying over me for that.
As Paul says in Romans 8:28 “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose”
Trust the Lord, rely on Him, and I promise he will see you through.