A lesson in submission and Faith
by Libby East 1/15/2007 / Christian Living
A lesson in submission and faith
My husband and I just moved to a new town. We bought a house and my husband has been struggling with the burden of paying house payments and utility bills. He has a tendency to worry about money and always has. Faith has always come easily to me but not for him. We knew upon moving here that I would not be making as much money as I was in our old town. I am a preschool teacher and as a profession we don't get paid enough. We worried together that I wouldn't be able to find a job at all. However, when we got here, not only was I able to find a job but everywhere I looked for work I was offered a position on the spot. I took a job that I knew I would love and thought that would be the end of it. My husband, however, was not convinced that it would be enough money. I didn't want to take a second job but he thought it was necessary. We had a huge argument about it and my attitude was less than desirable. I made it quite clear that I didn't want to get a second job. I knew that I didn't have a choice. The very next day a got a call from another daycare director who practically begged me to come work for her. I explained that I only had a few afternoons a week to offer and she said that she was desperate and any time I had would be appreciated. She asked if I would come talk to her about it and I did. After a five minute discussion which consisted of me telling her my schedule I was hired. I was in awe that God had provided a job that I obviously needed even though I didn't want it.
As time went on I hated my second job and my husband continued to worry about money. Every few weeks he would fly into a tailspin about how we didn't have enough money and couldn't afford our house. I hated coming home from working almost fifty hours a week and listening to him gripe about money. Why couldn't he have faith that God would take care of us? God moved us here, provided us a house and jobs with insurance and here we couldn't have faith that He was going to make sure we could pay for our house. I began praying for two things. One that I would have a better attitude about my second job and two, that God would help my husband have faith that we were going to be okay. I mean God promises that He would take care of his children more than he takes care of the birds and the flowers so why would we doubt that? I began to see God move in ways I would never have imagined.
In November my paycheck was over two hundred dollars short from my first job. My husband panicked. We knew that my check in December was going to be short but had no clue that November's would be short. My husband went into panic mode and I prayed. A couple of weeks later I decided that I liked my second job. In fact I was thinking of making it my full time job the following school year. As December approached we prepared for a meager Christmas. December was sure to be a tight month since both of my checks would be a week short and our student loan bill would be due. We warned everyone in our families that Christmas gifts would be inexpensive because we weren't going to have enough money to make it through the month. I kept praying that God would grant my husband the faith the get through the tough time.
By the second week in December, the blessings started coming. The first thing that happened was my husband found out that he would be getting a large bonus in January. Since we feared that January would be tight month too we were very please. The bonus would be enough for us to pay some things off making our monthly bills less. That was a great blessing. Still there was some worrying for my husband. A week later we got a blessing in the mail from a dear aunt. Still we wondered how our finances would work out. I knew God would take care of us but I wished that I didn't have to wait on Him to do that. "Why am I working like crazy and still don't have enough money? Why can't things be easier?" God patiently whispered the answer that I already knew. "If you had all the money in the world you wouldn't need to trust me. You need to learn to trust me." I took that you as plural. We need to learn to trust Him. God was teaching us to trust Him. The final thing that helped us see how God wanted to take care of us was when my December pay check was the most it's ever been. Through all of these blessings we have seen with our own eyes how God takes care of His children.
The only other thing that I worried about was that if I was to get pregnant I wouldn't have enough energy and time to take care of a baby and we couldn't afford for me to work less. God has answered that too. At the beginning of last week I was laid off of my second job. I can't say that I was upset. I knew that God would take care of us and since I hated it anyway I was quite glad. But, I was concerned of how my husband would react. I prayed all the way home that my husband wouldn't be angry or panic. When I got home and told him about it he said we didn't really need the money anyway. How far he has come in the past two months.
I learned two things from this experience. I learned that if we as wives submit to our husbands even if they are wrong and we pray for God's intervention then He will grant it. God protected me from exhaustion. He is preparing the way for us to have a child even though we aren't pregnant yet. I also learned that if we have faith that God will take care of us, then He will. Actually, even if we don't have faith He will still take care of us. God loves His children and wants what's best for them. He will not withhold His blessings from them. He wants us to trust Him and know that He is in control of their circumstances. Oh ye of little faith!
My name is Libby East and I am a new writer. I want to share what I have learned through my exeriences with other Christians who might be going through the same things. Check out my websight http://www.myspace.com/libbyeast