Now, I’m not making light of what I’m sure
was a stressful time for them. I
certainly have been there. And as it
turned out, the check did arrive on Saturday.
That did mean making some special arrangements, though. That’s where I came into the picture. He asked if I could make the deposit for him
on Monday morning. Absolutely no
problem. There is even a branch of their
bank right around the corner from us. It
all worked out in the end, right?
Well, yes, right. But as it turned out there was even more to
the story than meets the eye. He found
out yesterday that there was a problem with the mail being delivered to their
house on Friday. See, the mail truck
that was loaded with mail bound for their street … caught on fire. Burned to the ground, if a vehicle can do
that. Everything in it was
destroyed. All the mail that would have
been delivered to their house. If his
check had been on time and on that truck it would have been among the
casualties. He might not have received
it even yet. The very day his check is
sent out late for the first time just happens to be the day the mail truck
burns down. What an amazing coincidence,
right?
Or not.
That was just another example of the no-doubt hundreds of ways every day
that God protects us in the little things.
The car wreck you didn’t have because the baby hid your keys and it took
you an extra ten minutes to find them. The
job you still have because someone else got that promotion just weeks before
all middle management positions were downsized.
The list could go on and on.
Glad your check came in, Kel. I’m happy to help out any time.
Psalms 34:8 says, “Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the man who takes
refuge in him.”
Father, thanks for giving us another
taste. Amen.
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