“So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?
Matthew 6:28-30 NKJV
Bare with me as our internet for the desktop is getting settled. I have only done probably two posts from a phone.
So this is more of a testimony, that trully fits the scripture above. I just started working again from a very well paying job that I held up in for a few months and I just felt like God was pulling at my heart to leave especially after my accident in March. My brother offered me a job as a firewatch out in the western plains of Oklahoma. Did that go well, no. It actually stressed me out so much I stayed sick, swollen, and frustrated the whole time. Walking in total disarray trying to make more money to pay bills, take care of my son during the summer and for the school year. Having some time off (I may have mentioned some of this before) leaving that short term job, the money I had in my account went to a new phone (I hope they didn’t call for me to come to Texas), my car that was running hot to point I couldn’t drive it, (there goes that other job) family issues, etc. Everything was going farther south. Anyways August 18th, I went outside in complete tears, like a snot nosed toddler, saying God, I’m tired of running from you. Whatever it is you want, you can have it. I’m just completely tired. He told me if I would give him three months, He’d catch me up for the three years I lost. Anything talking about my faith was never in my plans for life. I wanted to be a freelance writer, a traveling photographer and just travel the world doing that. Life happens right (hmph). Well I said Lord I want to work and I know your conditions are better than mine but I can’t live here with my parents without a job, I won’t hear the end of it. So he gave me a dream a few nights later and I was with children, walking them from the cafeteria and I thought, Lord no! I have one, to have 15 to 20 at a time there is no way and my patience can deal but you know what Lord, if you say so, I’ll do it. I turned my application in after trying to figure out how to get all the necessary things for them to send me a hard copy to fill out. Being a sub-teacher is the absolute difference in dressing, I’m use to company colors, scrubs, and correctional officer uniforms. Not actually dressing up in slacks, mary janes, and gracious blouses. So I have been second handing; buying piece by piece clothing to at least be presentable, at hoping they would skip a day so I could have something to wear.
Well my mom calls me about going over my aunt to look at some clothes this lady had basically given to her because she had a shopping habit and was trying to de-clutter. My aunt cleans homes (her house is clean enough to lick the floor, spotless, the 20 second rule applies to her house) lol. So I was at the choir fellowship and had just promised my dear sis in Christ that I would come assist her in some of her business when that call was made. My mom brings some things home for me to see and as she shows me I’m thinking wait, this is not an older lady, these are some nice (tag still on most) clothes. My aunts text me and says come as soon as I get off work. Let me shorten this, I basically got a new wardrobe from somebody else’s shopping habit. I had to praise God while going through them. People don’t understand a few things about God! He supplies all, I mean all your needs. Even down to the brown boots I wanted! That money I don’t have ro spend can go else where. I got clothes for my niece as well because I know that it was not about me receiving only, my mom, my aunts all got out something. Lady J (my Pastor’s mother) prophecied during revival that wardrobes were about to change because careers, paths and purposes were changing. God’s word not only renews our hearts, minds and souls, our outer appearance starts to change as well. David couldn’t continue to look like a shepherd boy, Queen Esther a captive, Abraham couldn’t just be Abram, nor Moses being in the presence of God just be normal, He had to have the glory of God reflecting off Him! Even when it looks rough, the heat may turn up, the contractions may seem worst but baby! You are coming out as gold! You are birthing your destiny and you are to lay in green pastures and drink from calm waters. Keep pushing through the dark tunnels, go through the storms, Jesus is empowering you for Greater, this is just basic training!