A God Moment
When I was a little girl my family went to Chuck E. Cheese. I must have been five or six years old. We had a blast! Chuck E. Cheese was a total treat. Funny how things change, huh? My two brothers and I each got a stack of tokens to use at will. It wasn’t every day that we were allowed to run around and play virtually any game we wanted.
Life was good!
I was down to my last 2 or 3 coins when my little brother, who would have been around three years old at the time, came up and asked for one of my tokens.
I told him no.
Then I got the look from my mom.
She told me to share. Boy was I mad as I handed over one of my last coveted tokens. I pouted, stomped my feet, and probably threw a fit. Sharing was for the birds!
Anyway, a few minutes later, I’d sunk into one of Chuck E. Cheeses dark under the stage hiding places where you could go, put a token into the wall and watch a mouse-filled movie.
I was hiding. And pouting. And for some reason, I happened to check the coin return slot. To my amazement, a token was sitting there ready for the taking.
A token. To replace the one I had to share with give to my brother. For me!!
And then I felt it.
I knew God had a hand in giving me that coin.
From that moment on in my life, I’ve whole-heartedly believed in God.
Funny, isn’t it? Something as silly as a token left in the return slot could make me believe in God. But it happened and now I look back on that moment from an adult perspective and laugh.
That moment was so real for my 5 year old self!
Flash forward to last week. As you might remember, I mentioned that we had a few house/car repairs that potentially was to cost us lots of money in a very short period of time. Remember?
Ya, that was a stressful week. And to top it off, Hubby just found a leak-turned into a crack in a pipe– in the main water pipe of our house. Apparently it shouldn’t cost too much to fix, but added onto the other repairs, it’s a lot of money.
So anyway, I’ve been a little stressed, which is always evident in my lack of blogging.
So a few days ago, I had another God Moment. My neighbor whom we share the replaced fence with knew we had a lot of financial hits in a small amount of time. So she encouraged us to give her smaller payments versus one large check for the cost of the fence. (Thank you sooo much!)
The Civic ended up needing a seat-belt sensor replaced, which was under warranty. Free!! (Thank you very much!!)
And, here’s the kicker, we received a $500 check in the mail for a previous repair that was made for to our Civic, which, funny enough, ended up being free of charge!
That $500 ended up paying for the water heater we had to replace.
Repairs that could have cost us upwards of $2500 ended up costing us just under $500.
Now I’m just crossing my fingers that the pipe replacement will be inexpensive too!
A God Moment.
It happened again!
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So here’s a question for you! Have you ever had one of these moments in your life, where it became quite clear to you that God had a hand in the event? If so share your experience in my comment section.
Jennifer said,
March 25, 2008 @ 12:31 pm
I haven’t exactly had a “moment.” I guess I just feel a presence, like I know I’m being watched and cared for…maybe that sounds silly, but I guess it’s just faith.
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alison said,
March 26, 2008 @ 3:56 pm
As I look back over the years I can see that God has had his hand in my life in so many ways. My greatest God moment was when I became pregnant with my first daughter. We had been trying for so long to get pregnant. When I least expected it (especially sense my husband was dealing with a table saw injury) I became pregnant. I learned that God’s timing is always better than ours, we have been so blessed.
susanbaeb said,
March 27, 2008 @ 11:32 pm
In my teen years at church, I heard people talking about God working through them and hearing God talk to them, so to speak, but it never happened to me until.…
when I lived in Germany, I attended a VERY small youth group at my church. One week the leader decided we should all take turns leading and teaching (I think he was a burnt out and bored), and pointed to me to go first. So…terrified and reluctantly, I agreed. I picked the parable of the seeds, with the message of, “What kind of seed do we want to be?” I was terrified, woefully under prepared, and, oh yeah, leading the discussion in German! But afterwards, I realized that God had clearly had a hand, because it went so smoothly. Everything rolled off my tongue exactly they way I would have wanted it to, if I had prepared for 3 weeks. It was a powerful experience and I knew for sure that He was for real, because there was absolutely no way I could have lead a Bible study in a foreign language all on my own.