This morning, me and my mom were talking while prepping the next guest house room to be painted.
As the hours went by, we went into talking about some serious stuff, and we ended up talking about God's will.
Basically, what I'd said was that once we're following God's will, and sticking to it, we can always count on Him to provide what we need, or a method to get it.
My mom then asked if I thought that us being on this farm was His will. I said I thought it was, just for the miraculous way it fell into our hands in the first place. Still, the situation is scary. The farm is HUGE and has been neglected for seven years. And putting it into a state where it can bring in money for us is taking everything we've managed to put together in the past two years.
This is our do or die moment. Either we tuck tail and run, or we knuckle down and trust that God will provide the means with which we can make the farm succeed.
Sometimes, life is that simple and that difficult.
Point is, this is terrifying. Waiting on God and not knowing where to expect help to come from.
And then when we finished prepping, I went to my room and found a little card on my bed. It was the one I got when I had my first official communion.
It's basically a thing with spaces to fill in, like the date and my name and a Bible verse that our preacher picked.
I kind of rolled me eyes, because I remembered back to that day and how I thought: "Well this isn't what I need to read." I didn't even remember what verse it was.
But as I was putting the card away, I just got a feeling I should open it and see what the verse was.
And it says this:
"Laat jou lewe aan die Here oor en vertrou op Hom: Hy sal sorg"
It's Psalm 37:5. I tried to find an English translation of the verse, but you know how translations go. None of them say exactly the same thing as the other. So. Here's the most direct translation I give you for the Afrikaans:
Leave your life to the Lord and trust him: He Will Provide.
In case you missed it:
My mind is blown. The day my mom and I have a worry party about provisions, is the same day my grandmother found a card I'd shoved into obscurity basically from the day I'd received it. In... Get this:
Moments like these humble me. They remind me the God truly is in control. So much so that He kept that little note back through a lot of times I might have needed it, but already had confirmation, until the day I needed it most.
Anyone else get messages like these from time to time?