Funny, isn’t it, that that’s what’s written on our money? It’s like someone knew we’d be needing the reminder.
“Whoever trusts in his riches will fall, but the righteous will thrive like a green leaf.” (Proverbs 11:28)
Let me vent for a moment and I promise I’ll circle back to the important point.
Months ago, I realized that in preparation for our Disney trip I should probably be ramping up our savings; I didn’t want to drain the entire account (admittedly unlikely, but there’s a lot of uncertainty in preparing for a trip that big). So I did my best to start funneling a little extra each paycheck into our savings account.
That’s when it started.
It began very slowly; so slowly I didn’t even notice for a bit. But the longer time went on, the more I began to see a pattern: things were going wrong. Often. At an increasing rate. The phrase “that’s what savings is for” was being thrown around more and more; so much so that I began to tack on an addendum: “that’s what savings is for….but what happens when it’s all gone?” The fact that we would be adding a baby into the mix in just a few months didn’t help my attitude one bit; nor did the timing of Christmas shopping.
6/15 Husband’s pharmacy license renewed (thankfully, reimbursed)
7/11 Sprinkler repair
7/30 Tax oops (yeah….I don’t wanna talk about it)
9/9 Car battery (mine)
9/12 Bo…last vet visit
9/19 Brake work (mine)
10/4 Tire (mine…wow….it sounds like I drive a beater)
10/11 TRIP!! (at least this was planned for)
10/26 New dog: Kina!
11/1 Meds for Kina
11/12 Garage door repair
11/16 Kina disaster
11/20 Kina final lab work
12/4 Car repair (husband’s)
12/10 Furnace repair (to get us through the holidays)
1/3 New furnace install
1/18? Impending new tire (Mine. Wow….maybe I DO drive a beater!)
Some stuff on that list was known; the trip was a planned expense. The dog purchase….an arguable expense, but this family doesn’t stay dog-free for long. Everything else was a nasty surprise, and each time I’d find myself getting more and more worked up about it. And each time, I could sense God prodding me: Who are you trusting in?
It’s easy to sit back and blab about how much I trust in God when everything’s coming up roses. It’s truly hard for me to remember what it was like, sixteen years ago, when we were first married and flat broke and barely making it. There’s a lot of trust when you’re barely making it. Now “we’re doing fine”–that seems to be our phrase of choice; not rich, but far, far away from “scraping by.”
That list of problems has forced me back to trust; to evaluate who I’m truly trusting in and whether that trust holds even as bank accounts weaken.
“When I am afraid, I will trust in you. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can mortal man do to me?” (Psalm 56:3-4)
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.” (Proberbs 3:5)