I have been staring at the computer for awhile now, but so far nothing has happened. January is just dreary. The pace of our days seems ever increasingly to match the dull grey sluggishness of our setting. I cannot say I mind the slowness and quietness of life right now though. I can feel the time slipping away so quickly, as time tends to do, and we are certainly in the calm before the storm. However, for all the enjoyment that rest can produce, it does not tend to produce good stories. So I will have to rewind a little. The theme for today is God's provision. I feel this is appropriate as we are in the midst of waiting on both his provision and his timing while we raise a support team. When I am tempted to freak out a little about our complete inability to produce supporters, I am compelled to remember the many ways that God has richly provided for us in the past. Here is one of my favorites: The summer of 2013 was the end of our second year married and of my second year in Spokane. Alex was in the middle of his two years of flight school. To set the stage a little, you should know that Spokane was struggling. Even with a college degree I had spent over two months unemployed the previous summer until I finally found a minimum wage job with a house cleaning company. Alex was unable to work throughout the flight program due to it's intensity, so finances were more than a little tight. Despite the circumstances and with more than one providential booster along the way, we had gotten through the year quite comfortably. That summer Alex's one and only sister was getting married in Iowa. We have become dear friends with the couple since and were overjoyed to be a part of their big day. Here was the pinch. The company I worked for would not allow me to take the necessary time off to fly home and attend the wedding. I had two options: miss the wedding or quit my job and hope to find something within days of my return (living on a diet of ramen and road-kill did not seem like a viable choice). I was not sure I wanted to risk it. But that still small voice whispered that He would take care of us. I took the leap. He proved Himself faithful. In the end I had a better job than when I began, where I was blessed with good hours and sweet new friendships. The Father has used so many times like this to draw us into deeper and richer trust in His great care for us. At least in the area of finances.
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