Money. Over the last few days that is all that I could think about. For those of you that may not have heard, on Tuesday, Jessie was admitted into the hospital here in Malaysia to be treated for Dengue Fever. With this disease, the only thing we could do was keep Jess hydrated and wait for her platelets to go up. So they hooked her up to an IV and we waited.
It was in this waiting that I allowed my thoughts to drift to money. I mean we are getting to the end of the race and I have to make sure we have enough money for when we get home, right? With each day we were in the hospital, I got more and more worried. I was not going to take Jessie out of the hospital before she was better but each day added to our bill. Our parents said that they would help us pay for it, but my pride kept me from happily receiving their assistance.
“I should be able to provide for us. I shouldn’t need other people’s help. I am a failure for not having saved enough money for this situation.” These were the lies that were going through my head during this time. I was not trusting God to provide. I was even questioning the ways that God was providing. My arrogance was keeping me from resting in God’s sovereignty and was causing me to lose sleep!
How funny that I can rely on God to provide the entire amount for us to go on this trip and yet I was fretting so much over the hospital bill. However, on Friday, God showed up in such a way that I realized just how petty my worries had been. First, I heard that we had received two checks in the mail back home that would greatly help pay for this bill. Second, a lady, that works at the hospital and has befriended us, helped us get our room rate decreased from 250 a night to 100 a night (Malaysian currency) since we had requested not to be in a private room but had been placed there anyways due to space constraints. Third, since our total bill is over our deductible with our insurance, then we have the potential to get more money reimbursed later!
What did I learn through all of this?
I learned that God really does have it all in His hands. I have so much more peace now about going home and figuring things out there, because I know that God is going to provide. He is faithful to fulfill His promises, and He has promised to take care of His children. So I can rest in the fact that my Father will follow through, both on this adventure and on our next adventure in the States!
