Thursday, June 16, 2011

Part 2 Series: Proving that He's Different

"Glory belongs to God, whose power is at work in us. By this power he can do infinitely more than we can ask or imagine." Ephesians 3:20
Yesterday, I told you a story. Today, I want to fill in the blanks. See, I had gone into Wal-Mart that day looking like I was all put together. In actuality, I was on the tail end of what had been a very frustrating work day. For those of you new to my blog, you might not know that I have struggled with my health greatly for a decade. Rounds of doctor visits and negative tests have led me down many dead end streets as far as answers are concerned. Each time I would think I had a breakthrough, I would have another health breakdown. When I first started having problems, I was diagnosed with Endometriosis. When I found hope in that diagnosis, I continued to struggle. Next, I began to have adverse reactions to foods I once enjoyed and was diagnosed with gluten sensitivity.
 Feeling a bit like Humpty Dumpty, the pieces have come slowly into view over a period of ten years: 
Endometriosis
Gluten Sensitivity
A bad Gallbladder
Painful abdominal adhesions
Hernias
Pregnancy-induced congestive heart failure
Hypothyroidism
Adrenal Fatigue
Adenomyosis leading to a hysterectomy
Additional Food allergies
Hollow organ seizures/nerve dysfunction
Needless to say, these health problems and raising triplets have put a large strain on our finances. This particular day I had gone around the three counties calling on people for my business. I had to stop a million times along the way to be sick in gas station bathrooms around the Beaumont area if you ever need a map of clean bathrooms, ladies, I've got most of Texas mapped out :). 
So, I go into Wal-Mart and then I get in line and see the girl I spoke about yesterday. I was tired- physically and emotionally. My brain was swirling. All I could think about was the $800 deficit I needed to simply scrape by for the month.  
But, God. 
 Not only did He want me to turn on a smile for this girl, He wanted me to give her money that I didn't have. I knew He wanted me to do it and although I despised how embarrassing it felt to be obedient; I wanted to give her the money. It just didn't make sense to give her $60 that I didn't really have to give.  At first, when the screen came up I pondered punching $20, but I felt like God wanted me to give more. My hand lingered over $40 and finally I just pushed it. I pulsed out the $60 and thought "What does it matter at this point? Now, I'll just be $860 in the hole instead of an even $800." 
As I said yesterday, I hurredly pushed my rickety cart, half-tear-filled, half-curious, and half-exhausted from the strain of the day on to my car. I piled my groceries in the car and just leaned against the steering wheel. I thought about the girl and wondered why in the world God had me do that for her.  
Was it for her? Was it for me? Was it for both of us?  
I started the engine and noticed a voicemail on my phone no it wasn't God Himself calling although that would make things so much easier sometime wouldn't it? It was a number that was vaguely familiar to me, but I couldn't place it in my head. As I listened to the voicemail, the tears began to spill onto my lap. It was a customer that hadn't called me in a very long time and they needed to place an order. In that moment, the $60 that I gave up became so insignificant. The customer's order more than doubled what I needed to pay my bills for the month.  
Sometimes when we prove that we are different in the name of Jesus, He shows us that He is different too. When we show others the love of Christ, God often shows up in ways we never expect.
For her...
 He pours out His love and grace --infinitely more than we ask or can imagine.
For us...
...and for you. 
 He turns water into wine. He takes a few fish and five loaves and feeds thousands. That is the God that I serve. He is why I write. He is why I live. No human can claim that kind of different. 
What about you?  How has God blessed your obedience? How has He shown you that He's different? 
I'd love for you to share with me tonight.

6 comments:

Karen Barnes Jordan said...

A powerful word, Jessica! Facing our fears never comes easy, does it? I'm so thankful God blesses our obedience!

Capt. David Alves said...

Jessica, this encounter with the Wal-mart clerk is so GOD! I love the way he draws out our obedience and then immediately rewards it.

As much as this encounter was for her, it was more for you . . . and through you . . . for us.

Great post. Keep them coming.

Oh yeah. Look into: Dr. Lorraine Day and Hallelujah Acres. You should find another blessing their for the spirit of infirmity that we will stand against.

amandatdodson said...

What a great reminder of how God wants us to listen and obey and how He meets our needs. This is such a great testimony - thanks for sharing this! :)

Lisa Ladrido said...

Perfection is all I can say! I needed to read your post today. I found you on Twitter, love those hashtags!

I am dealing with things today that I thought at my age wouldn't be dealing with, but here we are. Your post reminded me of many of those blessings that God has given me over the years.

My children were babies and I had been on bed rest since my 20 weeks gestation. We really needed both incomes, but life is like that sometimes.

It was tax time and we owed money. We were able to scrap up all we needed except for $300. I didn't tell a soul the amount or that we even needed it. I just prayed to our loving Jesus.

The day of the deadline for us to get it all together, I went to the mailbox and there was an envelope, with just our names written in pencil. No stamp, no address, no return address, a seemingly bare envelope containing exactly $300 in cash!

I am guessing that His Angels deliver the mail too! God bless you and your sweet family!~Lisa

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Jessica Kirkland said...

Thank you Amanda for reading. Yes, I love how God cares about the little things in life. Sometimes I question those whispers, but never ceases to amaze me that God really does care about the "details." He cares about the girl I wrote about and us- He is quite the orchestrator.

Lisa, So glad we have connected. Thank you for leaving me a message. I'm looking forward to our new friendship on facebook too!