So, we asked our church for help. We had our appointment today and after talking with one of the workers for a long time she said they would not be able to help us. We had been counting on their help. She gave us information from other resources that might be able to help. Usually (This has happened to us too many times to count. You think we would learn. Right? nope) this is the part where I usually FREAK out and start planning a move and packing and being angry. But, since I had released all financial obligations to Joe, I let HIM freak out! He called all the places recommended and no one could help. We talked to our office manager of the apartments and she told us about the eviction process (We have never been evicted). Then I took Joe to work. And because I have to have some kind of control and was doubting God and Joe, I went back to "our" motel where we had been living. I told them we may need to move back in. After that I headed home. Miserable, stressing out.
As I was leaving to go pick up the boys, Joe called and said "Babe, everything will be paid in full" WHAT!? He had been talking to his best friend and his best friend talked to the boss and the boss talked to Joe. (haha) He said they have an account to help employees who are in crisis! What!?
Ok, This is when I humbly, talked to God on the way to get the boys.
You see, I thought, God wasn't going to help. I thought, here we go again. And I was kinda happy Joe would see how it felt to see the boys faces when he told them we had to move. Again.
BUT, I had to ask God to forgive me. I am so faithless! Why did I doubt His provisions? I wasn't even the nicest person to deal with this morning for Joe.
Oh my lanta, I have a LOT to learn!!!
Mathew 6:25-27
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