“God may be slow, but He is always on time,” is something I firmly believe in. Once again, God has proven to me that He is still on His throne and working on behalf. One such week that God showed me how He was working on my behalf still has me amazed. It seems that week God was working overtime to “supply my needs according to His riches in glory.”
Monday – This particular Monday I was scheduled to have my wisdom tooth removed. Because of my Fibromyalgia any pain I feel is multiplied by at least a million. I was not looking forward to have my wisdom tooth pulled. God came through. Not only was the extraction quick, it was completely pain-free. Even after all the medication had worn off late that afternoon, I didn’t have any pain. That is a miracle!
Tuesday – Despite being told that a local church would not help me renew my car insurance and get my new car tag that had expired, I got a phone call from that church. The man said he would take care of it on Thursday. “Seeing it is such a small amount, we can’t say no,” he explained to me. That is a miracle!
My faith soaring, I answered the phone again only to find out that my service dog, Maisie, and my daughter’s cat, Quincy was going to be euthansized soon. The organization that was fostering them was no longer able to keep them. I started praying for a “compassionate vet tech” to help. I then started making phone calls. I found a woman, a vet tech, who was willing to help and she said she would call me back to set things up. That is a miracle!
Wednesday – My compassionate vet tech called me back. She had made arrangements with other vet techs to foster both Maisie and Quincy. They might be bounced from foster home to foster home until my daughter and I found housing, but they would not be put to sleep. She even said that someone would pick them up – over 100 miles away. That is a miracle!
The phone rang. I answered it, expecting something wonderful. It wasn’t good news. The organization that had been helping me find housing said it would be “a while” before that happened. I asked if that would be a week or a month. “No, it will be a while,” she replied. My “Pentecostal roots” started showing. I told her I didn’t accept that and she would call me back in 10 minutes with housing for us because God wanted us to have a place to live. Ten minutes passed and no phone call.
Thursday – I woke up a bit down, seeing housing had been put on hold. My compassionate vet tech called me back and said someone would pick up Maisie and Quincy Friday or Saturday. I told her about the hold up with housing. “Don’t worry. We won’t let anything happen to them,” she explained. I was so happy to know they would be close by and no longer in danger of being slaughtered (what else could I call it?), I didn’t think about the housing problem. And, my insurance and car tag was being taken care of that day, so all was well.
Once again, I got a phone call. It was about housing. Something had “suddenly” became available and I could move in – once the electricity was turned on and the lease signed. Okay, it wasn’t 10 minutes like I had said, but it was less than 12 hours from the previous conversation – much sooner than “a while.” That is a miracle!
Friday – “I got the kids,” was what the voice said on the phone. My compassionate vet tech had picked up Maisie and Quincy. They were within 20 miles of me and my daughter. We set up a time for us to visit with Maisie the following week. Quincy was in need of some minor medical treatment and wouldn’t be able to travel. By the way, that medical treatment was at no cost to us. My compassionate vet tech knew a compassionate vet and all would be well. That is a miracle!
The blessings and favor from God didn’t stop there. It has continued every day since. My daughter can continue going to school where she is – even though we will be moving out of district. The compassionate vet knows another compassionate who is helping us with free furniture and household items. There is the “exceedingly and abundantly above all that we ask or think” that God promised us in Ephesians 3:20. All I had asked for is that my non-human family members be safe and WOW! even more.
Not too long ago was “faithing it until I made it.” I’m still doing that (I always will), but we are making it much better than we had been before. I’m thrilled. God loves us. He takes care of us. And, His timing is perfect. I can’t wait to see what else He has in store for us!