Just to warn you all, this will be a long post. Now, for those who have not been keeping up with the latest developments, I have to refer you back to two posts. The first being the one concerning the first 3 I encountered, and that story is here. I had an Abraham moment, encountering 3 men and paid $213.00 to write 3 chapters of my book.
I want you to note the number of times the number 3 comes up. The next thing that happened was the beginning of the payback or blessing. This first incident happened here, when I encountered a person named Joshua Tallent…(check that name out!) and he blessed me with a free gift. Make sure you support him and his site: www.kindleformatting.com.
Last Thursday, the 24th, God woke me up at 5am and told me to go to the beach. Now, I think I had mentioned here that I was attempting to get more active, and in doing so, I was going to the beach to get some exercise. It has evolved from walking on the beach to actually jogging and walking in the water, which has several benefits.
First of all, the ocean floor is not smooth as one might think, but has ridges, which, while jogging particularly, has the effect of massaging the soles of one’s feet, thus increasing the circulation, which is something I need. In addition, when you are waist deep in the water, and are dealing with mild waves, or even no waves, just the resistance in the water is enough to give you a serious work out.
My muscles from the ankles going up are getting a really good workout. As a matter of fact, I felt the muscles moving and straining up to my thighs. It was particularly felt in my feet and ankles, and considering my injury, my ankles needs strengthing anyways, so this is really cool.
On the morning of the 24th when God woke me, I told him after looking at the time on my cell, that it was too early, because I normally go at 6am, and it was too dark out. So I asked God why He had gotten me up so early, and He said He wanted to talk to me. So we had an hour of conversation, and at 6 o’clock on the nose, He told me to go to the beach.
Now mind you, I had no plans from the night before, to go to the beach that morning. I had not set my alarm, and it was just not in my plans for that day, but He said go, and I got up and went.
Because my son was not going with me, I went to the public beach to avoid the construction workers around the private beach I sometimes frequent. As I got out of the car and headed to the beach, I see two guys on the beach doing yoga stretching. I walked over and asked if I could join them, to which they agreed.
Awhile later, a woman that had been standing for a long time at the edge of the water watching us, came up and said, “You all look so cute up here doing this. Can I join you?” So she also started stretching with us, and Ryan, who was leading, was specifically accomodating my injury with his instructions, as I had already told him about it.
So here I was, thinking, “Wow Lord, what a blessing this is…” and just as I have this thought, the woman turns around and says, “So all of us here are Christian, right?” My mouth about hit the floor, because sure enough, every one of us was saved. We all said what churches we attend and introduced ourselves. It was cool.
So after we went into the water to do the cardio, (the jogging I told Ryan I do) the woman, who was an evangelist/prophetess, had to leave. The doctor had already left, as well as the other (5th) guy, who was photographing us, and was also Christian.
Ryan said he would walk her out and catch up with me, so I continued jogging towards the pier. At this point, I have to inform you that I had a fear of the pier. I’ve been on the pier. I’ve walked under the pier on the beach, but I had a fear of being near the pier in the water, because, having been on the pier at the end, and seeing people catch pretty large fish, I was afraid of what might be in the water in and around the pier. (Of course, someone later told me I should have been afraid of hooks…but I hadn’t thought about that at the time.)
So I’m heading for the pier, and I decide, after looking back and still not seeing Ryan; that I’m going under the pier to the other side. As I get closer to the pier, I stop jogging and was walking, so that I could see what was in the water, because the seaweed was getting thicker on the bottom as well, and I was already on the lookout for jellyfish. I had jumped over two already. I had to keep telling myself that I had nothing to fear but fear itself, and reminding myself that God was with me. I hesitated twice, but I walked under the pier to the other side and back. I actually liked standing under it.
So after I get back to where I started, Ryan comes and joins me and we are talking about a lot of biblical/spiritual things. It turns out that he is the owner of a gym which he has converted to a ministry. He is a wellness coach, and he wanted to be able to assist people who wanted to get healthy, whether or not they could afford a gym, so that is what he does. He offered to evaluate and help me with that effort, and gave me the cards with info for his gym. He said he needed to evaluate me on flat ground, and that he would work with whatever I could afford, as I had already told him that I was unemployed and a single mom. So God gave me a gym to work out in weeks after I casually mentioned that this would be helpful.
So now…I put out $213.00, and thus far, the work Joshua did for me would have cost at least $40.00, plus a gym membership is usually about $300.00 yearly. But God is not finished yet.
Friday, the 29 year old that is crazy about me…and trust…I’m a bit older, lost his car keys and had no spare. I honestly believe that God has put him in my path to drop seeds on, so I tell him that God is in control and we are friends until such time as God sees fit to change the situation. I told him that if he wants me, he has to go through God because I’m married to God and God will not release me to just anyone. He’d have to be lined up with and walking with God. This has not deterred him, despite the fact that he’s not lined up with God now.
So anyways, he loses the keys and has no money because his check was not deposited to his bank when he thought it would be. He has no family that would have a spare, nor any friends that do either, and he’s so frustrated, he’s asking me if I’ve ever seen a grown man cry.
I hug him and tell him that God has got it and not to worry. A while later, I remember my A(3) card, and call them to see if a locksmith is part of my service, which it was. So I call in a service call for the locksmith. We go out to the garage where his truck is parked and are waiting for them to arrive and we get the first phone call.
A(3) had told me that usually the cost is the amount that I’m covered for on the membership, which is $100.00. I speak to the locksmith, and he says…$95.00 more. So I tell him, no can do, because I’m hurtin’ for cash myself because of the two car repair bills. He asks the year of the truck and says that he will check if it needs a certain cell to do it; if not, he can bring it down to $140.00. I tell him that I’m a single mom, that is not working so this is not affordable now, and I will have to wait.
At that point, he says, “Let me help you out. I can give this to you for the A(3) discount, but I will have to wait a few hours until later when his calls die down a bit. He will call me 20 min. before the guy is on his way. Cool. We go back to the house, and get the call a while later. The guy is there waiting. We get there only to find that the guy says he doesn’t have the equipment needed because he was going to try to do it from the vin and realized that he couldn’t because of the type of vehicle. So my friend is sighing and showing his frustration, and I tell him…”It’s ok…God’s got this.”
The locksmith says he’s going to send another guy, but we will have to wait another couple of hours. I say ok, and we head out and do a few errands. We are heading back to the house again, and we get the call again. Third (3rd) time’s the charm, and there’s the locksmith and he’s able to do the job quickly, so I was able to leave and my friend drove back later. So here was yet another set of 3′s.
Friday, my friend comes over and is helping me to paint my place. This has nothing to do with 3, but was just another blessing because I’ve had the paint about 2-3 months and no help to move the furniture and so forth. The color looks great. Will post pics when I can.
Anyways, now we’ve got $340.00 plus $195.00 we didn’t have to pay for the locksmith…just have patience and wait on God.
Saturday, I’m on my way to church (evening service) and my son picks up the mail and gives it to me in the car. I look at the one envelope and think…”I don’t recognize that sender…it’s probably junk mail.”
I hold up the envelope to the light and see some words including “unemployment.” I’m thinking, “I’m already done with unemployment, so this wouldn’t have anything to do with me.” I was going to chuck it, but God tells me to open it.
It turns out that the president apparently signed something that gives me an extended benefit of an additional 13 weeks of unemployment starting July the 12th! So we’re talking around $3328.00 that God just put in my lap in the next 13 weeks!
So for my $213.00 (plus some minor whining, and a lot of faith), God gave me $3668.00, not including the $195.00 that we saved with A(3). That is 17x what I spent! Am I blessed or what?!? Man! I love God! Peace and blessings all.
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