So, a few big God things have happened this summer that I just have to share in more detail. Because they are so awesome, and He is so good, and He deserves the praise.
- Picture this. My husband and I are sitting on our couch talking one night-just discussing life and plans and such. We happened upon the subject of vehicles and how we loved our van, but that we really needed an extra seat. One for friends that would like to ride with us and one for the imaginary figure that could help separate children when they have had too much of one another. Well, we happened to mention that a Tahoe would definitely work for us now. We soon will only have one left in a car seat and all our kids are now big enough to open the doors and get in and out of it. Also, we really needed something that could pull our camper and allow us to all ride together. And we just talked about it in passing, saying that-yeah, maybe in the next couple of months we would look at a way we could maybe make a trade or find a good used one somewhere. We didn’t catch hands and pray about it, didn’t make a list petitioning God for it. (Not that I am making fun of those things, mind you-just saying it wasn’t a big deal.) We even laughed when I said, “You know what would be really cool though, ideally, is if we could find a 9 passenger one.” Hardee-har-har. They don’t even make 9-passenger Tahoes…or so we thought.
Then, one day as Shaun is coming home from work. He gets a call from someone we know to meet him at a car dealership because he wants him to look a vehicle with him. Thinking this has to do with his keen car bartering abilities, Shaun proceeds to said car dealership. After looking over the vehicle, the man says, “Well, what do you think?”
To which Shaun replies, “I think it’s a real nice vehicle. Pretty good deal.”
To which the man replies, “Well, the Lord told me to buy this Tahoe for you and your family. I am going to give you a check for the whole amount. I want you to come back and buy it tomorrow. And the Bible says, ‘Don’t let your right hand know what your left hand is doing.’ So, I am asking you not to tell anyone that it was me. It wasn’t me, it was the Lord.”
Needless to say, Shaun stood there speechless, fighting off tears. He could hardly thank the man. And I, well, I didn’t believe him when he told me. Then, we discover that they do make 9-passenger Tahoes actually, and this is one of them.
“God knows our needs before we even ask.” Matthew 6:8
2. This year, as school was approaching the Lord began to put it on my heart to put some of my children in school. We decided on a half-day K-5 program for our littlest two and the public school down the road from us for Judah. I knew that the Lord had told us to do it, but I was still nervous about it. And really, still thinking, “Dear Lord, is this really your will?”
Not just because I am a homeschool mom and used to having my children all around me, but also because it is a big school and I was worried about how he would fit in.
Would he feel I was casting him out on his own?
Would he understand?
Would it be too overwhelming for him?
I was very nervous for him. He is easily intimidated by new surroundings and hasn’t had the greatest record in making friends with other boys his age. However, I plugged on because we knew that this was the direction God was leading us.
Well, we live in a fairly small town, but even still we live on the outskirts of this fairly small town. You could pretty much call it “the country”. And this school, well, it’s even MORE in the country. You could call it the “kown-tree.”
The day of open house we finally got in for testing-I had cancelled once, and then they had me wait, etc. We were cutting it close and told not to expect to finish registration that day much less get assigned to a teacher. Which was fine with me because I was still feeling apprehensive about the whole thing. Still consoling myself by thinking, ”A decision hasn’t been made yet, nothing is set in stone. There is no need to panic.” But I was told to go ahead and bring in the paperwork that was needed after we finished. When I returned with said paperwork…’lo and behold, they had rushed the whole thing since I had been scheduled to come in much earlier. I found myself being shoo-ed down the hall to go meet his teacher.
“Wait, what?! This is all happening so fast. I thought no decisions were being made yet. I am not even sure if this is God’s will….”
I say to the counselor, “Oh! Really! Well, I wish my son was with me to meet her. He is at Mandarin class.”
“Oh, wow!” she says. “Isn’t that cool?! His teacher is fluent in Mandarin.”
I look down the hall to see the woman I have so affectionately nicknamed, The AMAZING Mrs. Lee, smiling at me. I really wish there could have been a camera on my face. A face that went from panic, to shock, to disbelief, to pure joy, to having to hide tears, to having to swallow hard to keep myself together. It is a moment I will not easily forget. God knew this mama’s heart needed that. A confirmation and just an outright gift from a God that loves this mama and her little boy.
God is good y’all.
He is so, so good.
And those are my God stories.