"I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will guide you with my eye." (Psalm 32:8)
After almost two years, I finally received a check in the mail from them in the amount of $150. But because I promised God that I would give it to charity, I donated $50 to church. Then, I bought two Subway and one Walmart gift cards, which I used two to give away at the Church Christmas Party by way of raffle tickets. I bought two remote control cars for two boy's Christmas wish list, so I still had one Subway gift card left. So I thought I got all that taken care of. It felt good to be able to give and help out. God, however, had another plan for that money.
It started out at the Christian Mission Center on Friday, December 19, 2014, where I work as a volunteer in the Food Pantry. My job is to register people in the system and check them in and give them a food voucher/number. A man who was mute came in and needed help with his December rent. In his written note, he introduced himself as a mute ministry pastor and that he needed help with his December rent. He said that he lost his rent money and he needed over $300 to cover the rest of his rent for the month of December.
According to him. the United Methodist Church gave $100 and that he would really appreciate it if he could get some help from the mission. He said that he walked from Statesville all the way to the Christian Mission Center and he had blisters on his feet. Because it was his first time there, his name was not in the system. I turned him over to the Food Pantry leader. They prepared an emergency box of food for him. The food pantry leader worked with him but because it was nearing the end of the day, he wasn't able to finish filling out his application. I didn't think they had the funds to give him what he wanted. They couldn't find someone to take him home, so I volunteered to take him home. However, the food pantry leader prefer that a male should take him home. Somehow, I felt I needed to help him and I wished there was something I could do to help. I also understood where he is coming from because I have a younger sister who's a handicap, and she depends on my father's social security retirement every month. It was time for me to leave, but before I left, I wrote a note to him saying that I might be able to help him and asked him to write his address down. I went home but I didn't feel right about it.
On Christmas day, I was sitting on the couch watching TV and I thought about that man. Something tells me I had to do something to help him. So I called my son's girlfriend and asked if she would come with me and she said, "Yes". I also felt that tug coming from my heart and the squeezing below my belly and tears started to well up. I picked a Christmas Card and one of my handmade jewelry for his daughter because he had mentioned that he had a daughter. I also had one gift card left and one gift bag of goodies under the tree so it was perfect. I can give it to him. To make a long story short, my son's girlfriend was not able to go with me because she had to go to a Christmas Party, but it didn't discourage me from going. If anything, I was more determined to go and it became a mission. I called my husband at work to see if he can go with me. He said that he was off the next day and that he would come with me but for some reason I told him, "It can't wait till tomorrow; it has to be done today." So he said he would come with me in a squad car but if they get a call, he had to leave immediately. So I drove heading towards Troutman on Hwy 115 and as I was about to get on I-77, the LORD confirmed to me that I was doing the right thing and on the right track by squeezing right below my stomach so tightly and tears rolled down my face. I call it tears of love and joy. So it didn't take long, we found his apartment and he let us in. I already wrote everything I was going to say to him in a piece of paper. I gave it to him and he told me that he remembered me from the Christian Mission Center and I gave him the gift bag and told him, "Merry Christmas!" He pulled everything that was inside and then thanked us. Then I asked him if he ever collected enough money for his December rent? He looked at me and the expression on his face indicated that he did not get enough money for his rent, but he did get more money from another Church. So I asked him how much do you still need? He took my paper and he wrote down $150 and I was in awe because that is the exact amount of my deposit and I was getting a nudge in my heart to give him that money so I wrote him a check and told him that God wanted me to give you this money. It was meant for my husband to be there to witness everything with his own eyes and to see how God used me to give that man that money. And of all the days, God chose Christmas day to give to someone in need. It felt so good to be able to help and to make someone's Christmas brighter. Then when we left, my husband asked me, "Do you feel better now?" and I said, "Yup!"
What did I learn from all this? I learned the importance of being obedient by listening to the Lord's instructions that He put in my heart. I ended up giving more than a $150 and that was because I didn't wait on the Lord. I learned that I must always wait on the Lord, and obey His instructions. Sometimes making hasty decision and reacting too fast can cause us to move in a path that is not in line with the will of God for us. I really believe that He was doing something amazing in the Spiritual realm because of it being on Christmas Day. The LORD is awesome and amazing and I am so glad that my husband, Eric and I were a part of it.
This is how I see it: I was a slave of sins before I got saved and after I got saved, I was enlightened and became slaves of righteousness.
Luke 5:19 (NKJV)
For as by one man's disobedience many were made sinners (Adam),
so also by one Man's obedience many will be made righteous (Christ).