Monday, April 1, 2013

More Precious than Gold (or a Debit Card)~

An unprecedented number of children attending the 8:30 Children's Church Worship Service had me racing through Wal-mart on Easter Sunday. What a glorious morning! I almost couldn't contain the joy I felt inside. Now, with the 11:00 worship service only an hour away, I hurried to the garden section.

I had ordered what I thought would be more than enough flower pots for the children who would attend our Easter services.  We were celebrating Jesus bringing new life and planting seeds seemed like the perfect way for these children to carry this truth home in their heart. Surprisingly, though, when the first service began and the children kept filing in, I knew I wouldn't have enough for the 11:00 service. 

So, here I stood, in my Easter best, waiting in line at the check-out counter.

Finally, it was my turn.

"That will be $15.64," the clerk announced.

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I opened my wallet and reached in to pull out my debit card only to discover my debit card wasn't there.  I looked behind each credit card. I peeked behind my driver's license.  I searched through the few measly dollar bills stuffed in the back.  No debit card.  Frantic as to where it might be, and more than aware of the long line forming behind me, I silently prayed, "Help me, Jesus."

"Ma'am.  Is there a problem?  $15. 64, please."

I don't carry my checkbook with me, so I reached for the few dollar bills I had tucked in the back.  One ten. One five. One one. $16.00. Amazing.

I finished my transaction, gathered my flower pots, and headed to the car. As I unlocked the car door and climbed inside, I thanked God for answering my prayer.

As I drove back to church, though, all I could think about was my missing debit card.

"Lord, why today?  On Resurrection Day?  On the day I have been looking forward to this entire year? Lord, as I worshipped you at the Sunrise Service, just a few hours ago, my heart was filled to overflowing with tears of joy.  As the children decorated their flower pots during the 8:30 service, their laughter and comments brought one smile after another. My heart was so full of joy, Lord. Why did this have to happen now?  Today?"

And, then it hit me.

Nothing is too big or too hard for my God.
He is ruler over all things and above all things.
Not even death could hold him back. 

"Lord, I'm so sorry.  Please forgive me for allowing something as insignificant as money to steal my joy and diminish my faith.  Lord, I praise you.  You are more than awesome, more than amazing, more than enough.  Thank you for the precious gift of the cross.  Thank you for taking the sting out of death.  Thank you for the oh, so very blessed hope we have in and through you. Thank you for the joy of the resurrection.  Thank you for the joy of knowing you.  I love you, Lord and I can't wait to worship with the children at the next service."

Arriving back at church, I shared my story of the missing card, the $16.00 miracle, the worry that almost hijacked my joy,  and the God who is worthy of our praise in all things. 

Once home, I looked through my wallet again.  There, safely tucked inside the zipper coin compartment, was my bank card.  It had been there all along.  Evidently, the only thing that had been in jeopardy of being stolen on this day of unsurpassed joy was my joy.

Thank God, even this, my more precious than silver or gold joy, was safe and secure when I kept the eyes of my heart on God.~♥








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1 comment:

  1. I love stories like this so much! God in our everyday lives is such a powerful thing. Thanks for sharing this Stacey!
    Susie

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