MY LITTLE BLUE REVELATION
I stared in the cupboard as I was getting ready for work and breathed a quick prayer, “Lord am I being stupid?” It wouldn’t be the last time I asked God this question about my decision.
A thought quickly popped in my head, “Trust me.”
I smiled, closed the cupboard and, felt peace as I determined to stick with my decision even though I only had $45 dollars left to my name to get me through the next week until pay day.
Later that night, my roommate called to let me know the security deposit from our last apartment just came in the mail. I chuckled knowing it was Jesus reaffirming my decision. I had completely forgotten about that money.
I grew up in a family where my parents modeled generous, cheerful giving to the Lord as part of our normal daily living. It wasn’t a question about tithing. It was a way of life. It wasn’t considered our money; it was God’s. I grew up loving to give generously!
After college, when I got my first full-time job and was no longer dependent on my parents, a sermon prompted me to do something I had dreamed would be fun once I was on my own. I decided to begin giving above the normal ten percent tithe. I chose to give fifteen percent of my earnings to the Lord. I didn’t tell anyone and I don’t share it now to boast in anyone, but the Lord and His faithfulness.
After my first brush with the Lord’s faithfulness around finances, there were many times that I asked him, “Should I back down to ten percent?” And he would always quickly answer with, “Trust me.”
He was always faithful to provide and then a bigger test came. My first car I had purchased after college was running over 200,000 miles and I knew it was soon going to be nickel and diming me to death with repairs. But on my current non-profit salary and tithing plan, I didn’t have any extra money each month to put aside to pay for my next car.
Again I prayed, “Lord am I being stupid? Should I back down on my giving so I can set aside money towards my next car?” This time, the thought that popped in my head was different, “You can if you want to or you could just trust me to provide your next car.”
A picture of the Lord with a twinkle in his eye popped in my mind. I chuckled and thought, “Let’s do the latter!” Trusting God was so much more of an adventure and I couldn’t wait to see what He was going to do. My heart was at rest with what He told me.
As time continued to go by, I decided to pray more boldly than I had with the first car I purchased out of college. I hadn’t wanted to be a “girl” and choose my car by color, but secretly I really wanted a silver car. When it came down to it, the used car I ended up getting was silver!
I chuckled at how God had answered a desire I hadn’t even prayed about.
A coworker of mine had a beautiful light blue car. I LOVED the color and told the Lord, “I want my next car to be that color.”
For two years I held onto that prayer and felt it would help me know which car the Lord would want me to have eventually. I just knew He was that bold with His goodness!
BOLD WITH GOODNESS
Time passed, and my 97 year old Grandma passed away one weekend. My Dad had told me years earlier that when she passed we would get “a little something” that she had left to her grandkids. In my mind that was less than a thousand dollars. I tucked that thought away as, “that’s nice” and moved on.
At the funeral, we received a check for some of the funds we grandkids would get. I thought, “How sweet! This is a nice start towards saving for a used car.”
In the couple weeks after the funeral, all of a sudden my car began breaking down, one thing after another. I honestly wondered if it was warfare, but then started to think God was trying to tell me something.
I was going to need to start looking for a new car, but still didn’t know how to pay for it. I happened to chat with my Dad who was finishing up figuring out the estate stuff for Grandma’s things. He told me the final amount that each grandkid was going to get from Grandma’s estate.
My mouth dropped open and I began to cry as I immediately realized God had provided the car, just as He promised. The check was enough to get a nice used car and have a little left over.
I began to actively look online and quickly found an amazing deal on a little blue car exactly like I wanted. However, when my Dad and I looked at it, he had a bad feeling about the dealer and it was a gas guzzling V6.
Because we were in the area, we began to look for a dealership I had seen online for Chevy’s. But when we got there, the Chevy guy wasn’t there so we ended up talking to the Prius dealer who made his living fixing up salvage Prius cars and selling them.
I loved the little gray Prius we test drove, but wanted to research hybrids, as I had never considered them before.
When I called back the next work day, the car we test drove was already gone, but he said he would have three more fixed by the end of the week.
A thought popped in my head: “What colors?” Sure enough, he mentioned a blue one. “What color blue?” I asked grinning internally. “Sky blue” he said. I laughed, “Yeah, I want to look at that one.”
After my mechanic checked it out, I drove down to purchase the car. The check from my Grandma’s inheritance had come the day before and I had rushed it to the bank so the funds would clear.
As I walked into the man’s office to sign the papers, I stopped and gaped. A sign obviously made by a child read,
“God promises you and me that He will provide for our needs if we will just ask Him.”
It was underlined in the very color blue I had prayed for two years ago.
God loves to speak through the craziest things!
I call my car, “My Little Blue Revelation” as He showed me so clearly His faithful provision in how I got my car.
NOT OVER YET!
But the story didn’t end there. I had decided to give my old car to the mechanic at my work that had blessed me with so many repairs at a low cost. He was interested, so I gave it to him.
I gave him the car, but just asked he not drive it a lot until I could get him the title that I couldn’t locate. He came into my office to sign the title, but couldn’t wait to tell me something.
He said,” I was driving the car on a side road and heard a loud CLUNK. I put the car up on the rack at the mechanic shop to see what was wrong. The frame was almost completely rusted through at one spot and had broken.” His eyes were huge as he said, “If you had driven that car 50 more miles and it broke while you were driving on the freeway…” his voice trailed off and he just shook his head.
Neither of us finished the sentence, as I thanked the Lord silently in my heart for His unknowing provision, yet again.
Following His voice is such an adventure!
Many times it stretches my faith beyond what I think I can bear, but in the end, the safest place to be is in the middle of His will and direction.
May God bless you as you follow his leading in you.
ABOUT MARIE
I met Marie a couple years ago at Dare to Believe. She was helping to lead the weekly class I was taking and she became an amazing mentor and friend. She has helped me further my walk with the Lord in so many astounding ways. I value her insight, wisdom, and friendship.
Her stories of God’s faithfulness and love she has shared with me over the years have helped propel me into where I am today and have kept me hungry for more. I am so excited to introduce you to her today.
She has started her own business called Vibrant Life Consulting. Marie is gifted in helping people heal and find freedom so they can move forward into what God has gifted them to do! Are you struggling with anxiety, anger, fear, perfectionism, trauma, hang-ups or patterns you feel stuck in? Are you unsure of how to move forward? She can help guide you through the process of healing to get to more freedom! Contact her at www.vibrantlifeconsulting.com to find out more and book an appointment with her.
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