God Will Provide
When I was growing up, we never had much money. My parent’s
divorce was finalized on my 4th birthday in September. Then in Oct
of the same year, my dad was involved in an 18-wheeler accident. A car had
drove under the flatbed trailer. His neck was broken. He was out of work with
no where to go. My mom let him come back and sleep on the couch. In December,
my mom fell and broke her back. She was in the hospital through April of the
next year. Now neither had a job.
The house note was only $200 a month, but it might as well
have been a million. Neither one of my parents could work. My dad tried to work
hauling pup wood, but with having to take care of me with no help, it was hard.
We didn’t have any family to come help. We could not afford childcare.
Somehow even during this time, we paid the house note, had
lights, and ate.
At the end of April, my mom was able to come home from the
hospital. However, they had waited too long to do the surgery. Her sciatic
nerve in her left leg was dead. The doctors said that she would never walk
again, but she was determined to prove them wrong. An older gentleman in our
town was kind enough to give her two walking sticks that he had made from wood.
She practiced everyday dragging her leg. Over the years she did improve.
Because my dad was now well and my mom was out of the
hospital, my dad went back to work as a long-haul truck driver. He now paid child
support of $175.
So, we had a $175 and a few food stamps coming in every
month. Unfortunately, the house note was still $200. My mom was not able to work.
So, she prayed. It took another year the approval for her disability SSI to
come. During this year, we paid the house note, had food, paid the light bill,
and even had a phone.
My mom would pray. After she prayed, money would appear near
the car that was in the driveway. We lived out in the country on seven acres of
land. We do not know how the money got there, but it was always enough.
I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the
righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread. Psalm 37:25
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