It
wasn’t your typical yard sale. For me it was a desperation move. I was down to
my last six dollars. I needed gas to get to work, the electric bill was overdue
and my water would be shut off if I didn’t pay it by Monday. It would be six
days before I received another paycheck and I was already one month behind in
my rent as well as some smaller bills.
My
wife and I were separated and I had recently been diagnosed with Hepatitis C. I
had no money for medications. I really was at the end of my rope. I needed this
yard sale to survive one more day.
A
friend arrived for moral support and I asked him if he would pray with me. We
stood together in my empty living room.
He
prayed, “Lord bless my friend and help him though this situation. Without you
we are nothing but with your blessing we know we can get through anything. You
said Lord, ‘Come to me all you who are heavy laden and I will give you rest.’
We are here Lord and we need your help, Amen.”
Everything
I owned was out on my lawn except my mattress, clothes and the computer on
which I couldn’t make the payments.
The lady on the
phone said, “You gave me a quote to paint my house several months ago. Does
your offer still stand?”
I could feel myself
starting to shake but I managed to say calmly, “It sure does.”
“How soon can you
start?“ “Lady I’ll be there this afternoon for the one third down payment so I
can buy your paint.”
I rushed outside to
retrieve my kitchen table and chairs from the lawn. Then I told my friend about
the call. “I made a bid to paint a lady’s house six months ago and she calls me
back today of all days. Go figure.”
My friend looked at
me with a smile on his face and tears were forming in his eyes. He said softly,
"That call was prompted by the Lord answering our prayer for help."
Patrick Lavilla
Kuntz,,Texas
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