So, um, yeah, about the money post I wrote a few days ago….
God is good and faithful.
Let me explain.
Some would call it coincidence…
After getting rather stressed out and writing about how I hate money, but choosing to trust God, He gave me a clear reminder that He is in control and all the money is His.
Three days after publishing that post, money started to pour in from the blog.
It was crazy. In fact, it keeps coming.
I made more in one week than I have in my best month ever before this.
I keep expecting it to stop, but it keeps going. It’s downright shocking.
I mean, it’s only been a week since the downpour started, and I keep telling myself that it will probably subside for awhile as things tend to go in waves there, but part of me wonders what would happen if it didn’t slow down.
I know that God is big enough that He could just keep increasing it. But the pessimistic (realistic?) part of me keeps trying to convince myself that it’s just a spurt and will probably slow down again soon.
Some would say I did it myself…
The downpour started when I offered up a store sale in honor of my 30th birthday.
But even after the sale, the money kept coming. A few days after that I posted about how I make money blogging. It includes lots of links to things that make me money, so that helped keep the income coming.
But I can’t claim to have made it happen.
He gave me the ideas, but ultimately even good ideas fail if it isn’t part of God’s plan.
I think God just wanted to remind me of His love and power
I truly and honestly believe that this was all just God’s way of showing me that He loves me, He called me to this, and He will provide for all of our needs.
I do this exact same thing with my kids.
At a hotel we visited recently there was a small waterslide. My daughter was terrified of it (even though she had gone down it alone the year prior many, many times.)
We told her it was safe.
We then showed her it was safe by going down it.
We even rode it with her and she loved it but wouldn’t do it without us.
Finally, about an hour later and after we refused to ride it with her anymore (as we were playing with the other kids) she bravely tried it herself.
From that point on she pretty much lived on the slide.
This feels a little bit like God riding with me down the slide, showing me that it’s all going to be okay.
A strong calling • A compassionate God
We have no doubts that this is the path we’re supposed to be on.
It’s hard to trust sometimes. Many times, in fact, but it’s drawn me so much closer to God.
I will have no regrets, no matter what happens.
And in the meantime, I’ll simply be thankful and look forward to living out more of this journey that we’re on towards land, towards the dream, and ultimately towards our heavenly home someday.
But you, Lord, are a compassionate and gracious God, slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness. -Psalm 86:15 (NIV)