Friday, 05 September 2008
I spent a few hours this afternoon in Boyne City with my books set up on tables outside a store. Although there was little in sales, there were many contacts made and renewal of friendships. This was Ron's home town and where we lived when we were first married. I really enjoyed my time there but was ready to call it a day before 7 pm. I started to pack up all the books into bags and stack them together so that it would be easier to load them into the car. All through the day I had kept careful track of my money. I had purchased a coupon caddy from the dollar store. I figured I could access the different bills needed faster and it would not be an obvious place to put money. As I brought the car closer to load, I stashed the caddy so I would have it safe. All things loaded, I went to go to the gas station and grabbed the caddy so I would have it on the seat........It was not where I thought it was. No biggie I will just check the bag of books. I know I had stashed it in one of them earlier that is probably where it is. I look in each bag, no caddy. I went back to where I had been selling books to look around there. I went inside to see if I had left it in the bathroom or if possibly someone had found it and turned it in. Nothing. Ok, now I am beginning to panic. I am praying as I walk reminding God how much we need that money. I had borrowed it from one account so I could have change and needed to return it. You know Lord I do not have a way of replacing it and we are really strapped, please help me find it. I took out all the bags and took all the books out an searched under the books in each bag. I pulled out the two tables and chair looking under the books on the floor, I looked under the seats, between the front seats....nothing. At this point Ron is calling and as we talk he knows I am upset about something. I start to cry and tell him what has happened. I am walking all over the parking lot to no avail. He said lets pray! (Like I have not already been doing that) lol. He told me to come home so we can get all unloaded before Sabbath. Home I came. As I was in the home stretch, a song came to me and I started to sing. As I listened to the words, I became bolder and sang louder. He is exalted the King is exalted on high, I will praise Him......He is the Lord forever His truth will reign.... By the time I got home, I was feeling much better. I pulled in and Ron me so we could unload the books into the van for storage as we needed the back seat tomorrow. As I handed them one by one, I came to the one that had the Lifestyle Matter magazines. We had purchased a 2-3 slot rack for them in the spring so people would be able to access them better. As I pulled the bag across the seat, the magazines fell forward that there was the caddy. I grabbed Ron's hand and prayed a fervent prayer of thanks to God. And it struck me that God want my to praise Him. Not just in the good times, but always. God is working in my life and yours to do His good pleasure. When we praise God, He delights in it!!! There is a song that goes like this:
When you're up against a struggle that shatters all your dreams and all your hopes have been cruelly crushed by Satan's manifested schemes. When you feel the urge within you to submit to earthly fears, don't let the faith you're standing in seem to disappear. Praise the Lord, He can work through those who praise Him. Praise the Lord, for our God inhabits praise. Praise the Lord.....for the chains that seem to bind you serve only to remind you that they fall powerless behind you when you just praise Him.
So I am going to keep praising God and know that this is one way that I can stay closer to Him.