I remember when I had an OK handle on my finances. I had a budget, saved some, spent some, gave some, etc. My checks were small to say the least, but I did what I could with what I had. Then God called me away to this wonderful unaccredited school where financial aid was not available. Suddenly my small pay checks were nothing for the enormous bill breathing down my neck. Somehow, someway, and for some reason God has always provided for me to be there. Except last summer when I refused to believe He would. When the next semester came around my faith was restored and I determined I was going back, even though I still did not have the money to pay off the semester before much less pay for registration, He made sure I got there again. Talk about a God of redemption!
Today I am in the middle of “faith packing.” I still owe for last semester, but I must be back at school for the summer camp internship. God has been almost adamant about confirming how much He wants me there despite a lack of full breakthrough in finances again. Sending letters and posting on Facebook has not worked and Friday I finally had a breakthrough idea, but time is too short to make it happen now – so I think I will use that idea in August for my 5th semester. This time it is simply about waiting – again.
Yesterday I reached a point of uncertainty. Move in day is Saturday and I still need a lot of money. As I prayed about it God clearly spoke to me and said that He would make a way. With that encouragement burning in my heart I began to worship and simply praise Him because I needed my vision adjusted – that is what worship is for me, a chance to refocus on Him instead of my problems. My mom walked upstairs in the middle of this and someone was on the phone saying they would help out as much as they could on Thursday. Not sure what that means…could be all, or only some of what I need to move it. I will find out!
As I thought about this amazing turn of events, I realized something incredible about my God, He never worries. I was praying in desperation almost expecting God to be as worried about my situation as me. I think I thought I could surprise Him in something I said or pointed out about what is going on. Reality is, God knows and has seen and heard everything from me. He is not worried about it even a tiny bit because He knows how He is going to get me there. That’s why when I cried out in a desperate plea for Him to do something He simply told me He would make a way – then revealed a little piece of that plan.
In Philippians we are instructed to not be anxious about anything. Jesus said not to worry about tomorrow or the food we will eat or the clothes we will wear. It makes sense that He could tell us this if He does not worry. Our lives are meant to be transformed to reflect Him. If we serve a God that does not worry, we should begin to be so full of His peace and joy that we do not worry either. He is not anxious and He teaches us to not be anxious – usually by allowing us to find Him in the storm that would cause us to worry. Without worry we can be stress free. Especially since the greatest cause of stress is unmet expectations. We can rest easy in His peace. I am amazed at the wonder of my God. So excited that He is not worried about it, so I do not have to be at all. He has a plan. He will make a way. I have a purpose at this camp. God wants to use the things He has placed inside of me to reach someone. He will get me there!