“In God We Trust.” It says so right there on our money. Ironically, a pocketful of cash makes it very hard to actually trust God.
But when the money dries up – and there isn’t a savings account or IRA in the wings- I realize how much I was counting on it to provide for me.
And that’s when the adventure begins.
As Oswald Chambers said, “On the mount it is easy to say- ‘Oh, yes, I believe God can do it’; but you have to come down into the demon-possessed valley and meet with facts that laugh ironically at the whole of your mount-of-transfiguration belief. Every time my programme of belief is clear to my own mind, I come across something that contradicts it. Let me say I believe God will supply all my need, and then let me run dry, with no outlook, and see whether I will go through the trial of faith, or whether I will sink back to something lower. Faith must be tested, because it can be turned into a personal possession only through conflict.”
It’s the terror of free falling.
Terror because I know that I don’t have the power to land safely.
But then comes the palpable exhilaration of remembering that He is my safety.
That’s what faith can feel like. Terrifying, yet fundamentally solid. It’s not a metaphor. It is true. He is my safety.
“Without faith it is impossible to please Him.” The words rumble up from my soul. A Bible verse that’s full of meaning. I choke up and thank Him for an opportunity to please Him.
I’m thankful for tight finances. What an elementary way to please Him!
The beauty of “not enough” is that I come to my true, generous, trustworthy Provider. There are legitimate needs that I can’t cover.
I ask for wisdom. And He gives generously without grudging. Oh, He wants healing and growth and joy for my family so much more than I do!
“This I know, that God is for me.” Psalm 56:9
As I come to Him in need, He ushers me down the path of supply. I look back, and I’m thankful that I didn’t have the means to choose the path that looked absolutely necessary. I see now it would have led to heartbreak.
So, worship times at church or in the car or at my bedside are full of true, honest praise.
“Let all that I am praise the Lord;
with my whole heart, I will praise his holy name.
Let all that I am praise the Lord;
may I never forget the good things he does for me.”