“Will the Lord cast off forever? And will He be favorable no more? Has His mercy ceased forever? Has His promise failed forevermore? Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has He in anger shut up His tender mercies?” Psalm 77:7-9
This morning while reading my Bible and praying about a specific situation going on in my life, I fell upon this verse.
God has been more faithful to me than I could have ever imagined. He has provided time and time again for me in every single way and I am forever thankful for His gracious provision. Moving to Midland, I barely had a penny to my name. I had enough for one month’s rent and I owned a couch and a few pans for my kitchen.
I told God on the way to Midland, “Okay, You have to help me figure this out since You called me here.” And let me tell you, He provided. I tithed, I served, I prayed, and I trusted and He provided and continues to provide every single thing that I could ever need.
He supplied everything I could’ve needed for my kitchen. He supplied everything I could’ve needed for my bathroom. He supplied everything I could’ve needed for my living room, and He even made sure it was my style! I am forever thankful for His loving kindness and His attention to the desires of my heart.
I find it a little bit funny and ironic, however, that when another difficulty comes my way, sometimes my first initial reaction is to cry and wonder how I’m going to figure something out. Wondering if God’s mercies have finally run out and if I’ll be alone for this struggle.
On Tuesday I had quite the day. I went to the gas station to fill up my car for the 2.5 hour drive back to my parents to celebrate Thanksgiving. I walked inside, handed over my money, and then promptly got into my car and drove away. Without pumping gas.
I noticed my blunder about 15 miles down the road and gave myself a hard eyeroll while turning the car around to head back. It took me a few tries of explaining myself to the clerk but eventually, I pumped my gas and a stranger gave me $20. I felt confident in my ability to finally go home.
Long before reaching Lansing, my car began to make a knocking sound. I did what any sane person would do and turned my radio up to ignore it and just kept driving onward with the hopes of making it home before having to do anything to fix it. As the sound got louder, however, I really felt pressed to pray. So for about an hour, I prayed and listened to the sound get louder and louder, but I wasn’t nervous. I knew God would take care of me.
About an hour away from my parent’s house, I heard the sound of some type of explosion under the hood of my car and I began to slow. Smoke began to billow out from under the hood and I pulled over to the side of the road. I immediately jumped out of the car, teared up, and called my dad.
“Dad!! My car is smoking! I don’t know what to do! I’m scared! I need help!”
If you’ve ever met my dad, you’ll know that he takes a lot of time to think before responding right away. During his time of thinking I shouted, “Dad, I NEED YOU TO SPEAK TO ME. I NEED MY DAD.”
He spoke calmly and told me he was on his way to rescue me. I stopped crying, sat in my car, and I had a small moment of confusion.
“God, what’s happening? Are you still going to help me? Why did this happen?” I felt like the psalmist.
Immediately after I asked these questions I decided to trust Him. I know Him. I know His tendencies and His willingness to save me. He’s my father. He told my that He would provide every one of my needs according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus. So I need to expect Him to care for me.
So I began to do that. I began to speak to my situation, reminding myself of His glory and His goodness.
I am thankful for His provision, I am thankful for His redemption, and I am thankful for His unfailing love.
Later in that psalm, the psalmist says, “But I will remember the years of the right hand of the Most High. I will remember the works of the Lord…You are the God who does wonders.”
In the midst of confusion and uncertainty, we have to remember who exactly God is. He is the wonder working way maker. He is Jehovah Jireh, my provider. He is my redeemer, my savior, my Father.
The difficulty of my situation will never change who God is and what His promises of provision are to me.