I think it has been good for me to begin my life with humble financial means. Never poor, but never rich; just comfortable with what I have and what I need. Even in my marriage, we began life on a military salary in a San Diego where the cost of living was higher than Nevada, Iowa. Yet, we survived. On one occasion while running errands, I opened the mail while Glen drove. I opened a card from his mother, and a dollar bill fell out—money refunded for postage. Now, a dollar may not seem like a big deal today, but Glen and I were able to swing into an ice cream stand and enjoy an ice cream cone. Such a treat!
On another occasion, I received a card from my Aunt Char who said, “I remember what it was like when Paul was in the Navy and we want to give you a little token of our love.” You would have thought the heaven opened and sent us manna!
It’s hard to trust God for everything—money for treats, funds that can help buy groceries, or pay the rent. Paul reminds us “God will supply all your needs,” but not necessarily in the form of cash falling out of an envelope, but I’d be happy to receive that too.
Lord, give us faith to trust you will provide–especially when we are feeling weak in spirit. Amen.