So for the first praise report, I want to mention a verse, Psalms 37:25.
I was young and now I am old,
yet I have never seen the righteous forsaken
or their children begging bread.
Well, I know his Words are true. I am a college student, living in an apartment near my University, working a part time job to pay for groceries. Now, this part time job is necessary for me to continue living in the apartment instead of moving back home with my parents, which isn't necessarily a bad thing, we get along, but it is something I would prefer not to do.
Well, my boss realizes she needs to cut back hours. I go from 20 hours a week to 6-12 hours a week. Talk about a shock. My grocery money just halved, and I didn't have much to spare to begin with. Luckily, the pastor of the church I go to has taught me for four years about God being our provider, and had recently used the aforementioned verse in one of his sermons. I am also in a campus ministry that has taught me how to cling to God's promises and expect and believe them.
I get the news on a Wednesday, get off work, eat some dinner, go to church. The whole time I'm confessing scripture. I will not be begging (my parents) for bread. I will not be forsaken. My provider owns the cattle on a thousand hills, he can definitely provide me with money for food. Over and over I repeated them, and with them, came peace. The word also says to be anxious in nothing but in prayer and supplication give it over to God and the peace of God will guard your hearts and minds. And that is what happened. After church, I decided to go for a run. I'm running down the two mile campus loop, looking half crazy, telling myself out loud the promises of God (discreetly, of course). When a thought comes into my head.
One of my friends had been complaining about regularly working 10-12 hour days. She worked two different jobs, owned by the same person, and I helped her get her foot in the door by recommending her. Maybe, just maybe, she wants to get rid of some hours.
I call her immediately after the run. She sounds excited, but then asks if I can work the following semester. Sadly I tell her no, assuming that all chances of taking her position are closed. I'll be student teaching next semester. Not much time left for a second job. Yet she is thrilled. She had just decided to quit her first job and ask if there was any way that she could get it back for the semester. She had little hope it could actually happen though. And I need a second job for the summer that didn't carry on into the semester. Plus, the hours were perfect. I got off my old job no later than 4 pm and my new job started at 4:30! She told me that she'd talk to her boss tomorrow.
And one day after my financial crises, God came through. He didn't even make me sweat for a week or two. He just stepped in and provided. The crazy thing is he was preparing to provide for me months in advance, when I helped my friend get the job. God is so stinkin' good!
So I want the world to know that God provides!! He will not leave his people begging for bread, not even from their parents.
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