Faithful in finances.
Since being on the race the Lord has showed me three financial miracles. I normally despise talking about money, but this is the Lords story, and I can’t keep this encouraging word to myself.
Miracle #1
Two months ago after arriving in the beautiful country of Honduras, I stumbled out of our 10 person van, and approached the only ATM in the town. I calculated my whooping budget of $20 American dollars to limperas, and decided I could get roughly 500 limps out. “I sound much more rich in limperas, I like this currency” I thought to myself as I stored away my cash for the month.
The next day, I got to attend my first church service since being on the race. I was excited, and eager until the offering basket rolled around to me. I heard a voice loud and clear “put every bit of cash on you in the basket.” Immediately my answer was “God you’re loco! I’m a broke missionary my dude, this is all I have for the WHOLE month and it’s only the first day.” Eventually after an hour of preaching went by, I mustered up enough courage, and stubbornly slide my money in the offering basket, and went on my way.
“I’m faithful” the Lord keep reminding me.
Yeah yeah yeah I thought, as I asked our ministry host to make another trip to the ATM. I annoyingly opened my wallet, to get out my bank card, trying to think of how in the world money will magically appear on it, when right in the side was a 500 limp bill. The exact amount I pulled out days previous, and the exact amount I put in the occurring basket. In awe, I heard a voice say “I am faithful.” I hopped right back in the van, and not questioning the miracle gave thanks to God. Jesus reminded me about how when we give everything we have for His sake He will always make up the excess. This takes me back to the story of the little boy who had a few loaves of bread. It’s not much compared to the 5,000 Jesus was expected to feed. But once you surrender everything, and put it in the hands of the king of the world He will provide. It’s an act of faith, sacrifice, and love, that allows us to grows in deeper intimacy with the one who ALWAYS provides.
Miracle #2
Months went by with zero donations on the race. My heart said trust the Lord, but my anxious/controlling spirit couldn’t help, but fear. I had about $2,000 to raise in a matter of days.
On December 23, I surrendered, and told the Lord I trust Him. That I would accept what ever His will is, wether that being on the race or not.
Following that, I headed to a Honduran school, to deliver piñatas to the students. After the party our ministry host had the children pray over us. ( a child’s prayer is perfect praise.) I was unaware of the prayer was since it was in Spanish, but after arriving at home our host explained that they prayed for financial miracles. After hearing this I went to my room. I checked my phone to find an email stating that I was FULLY FUNDED.
I was completely in awe. Tears rushed to my eyes, and of overwhelming thankfulness brought me to my knees. relief and peace flooded my body, And I cried out that He is good. I am so thankful for every single person Jesus used to help me get fully funded. I believe that the work I’m doing internationally will be recorded under their names for allowing me to be here. I know first hand our father send us the sweetest blessing, and tells me how delight He is in everyone who made this possible.
Although it was stressful, I am so thankful for the Lords timing in this. It taught me how to put my full trust in the Lord. It taught me that He is always faithful. It taught me how obedient He is to His promises. It broke me. It brought to my knees and made me cry out for His aid. It made me surrender to my own will and submit to His.
Miracle #3
After my 6th hospital visit in Honduras, I was fresh out of money, and I felt like the doctors were fresh out of answers. I was on my way to the capital, to see a colon specialist. I wasn’t excited for this, because I knew this certain doctor charged 1000 limps to even be in his presence and another 2000 for all the medicine I was going to be prescribed. My bank account read an astonishing $2.37. Thankfully, my sweet friend was willing to spot me this day. In the waiting office we joined hands and prayed for a miracle. “God of my life, you are in control. For some crazy reason let this doctor appointment be free or at least cheap today. Thank you that your going to make it free.” We said this in faith trusting that He already provided.
After they called me back into the room, I got prescribed a lot of new medicine, and the doctor was still puzzled what’s exactly going on with my body. Discouraged as ever, I dragged my feet out of the room, and handed over my friends card to the lady at the front desk. Expecting her to say “1,000 limperas por favor” I gasped when she shook her head no, and told me it was no charge today. I felt so undeserving and blessed at the same time. It was a reminder that God knows our needs, He knows our bodies, our finances, and our fear, and in perfect love tenderly cares for our needs in a way only a loving father can. I’m so thankful that the God of the universe cares for ME. I now have no choice, but to trust His faithfulness and stronghold in my life. He really slapped me in the face with not one, but THREE miracles, and for that I am forever grateful. My hope is that we pray with a “thank you for accomplishing already what only we can do.”attitude instead of “will you please make this happen for me.” Attitude.
Here’s to big trust and big prayers.
