So I have jumped the gun and as I am sure we can always relate to, started planning out of fear, rather than out of obedience. Philippians 4:19 and Proverbs 3:5 come to mind because God always does provide, and we (I) should be more inclined to trust him if he has been specific (as he had in this case). It’s always nice to watch God’s plan’s unravelling first hand, then look back afterwards and see all that he knew in advance.
“Trust God from the bottom of your heart; don’t try to figure out everything on your own. Listen for God’s voice in everything you do, everywhere you go; he’s the one who will keep you on track.” – Proverbs 3:5-6 (MSG)
I met Stephanie and Kirk at the wedding, they were from Atlanta. I overheard this fact in a conversation at the rehearsal dinner and sensed a small nudge from the Holy Spirit (he likes doing that). They were meant to fly to Columbus, but for various reasons ended up driving (convenient eh?) Becca introduced me at the reception and shortly after I was offered a lift to Atlanta, and following that, a place to stay. God Provides; week one sorted. Stephanie and Kirk are good friends of Richmond and Arthur and have been out to Uganda to help with the work of the
Stephanie and Kirk are good friends of Richmond and Arthur and have been out to Uganda to help with the work of the Pastors Discipleship Network, training local pastors. An excellent result on all round and a challenge to myself on how much I am trusting God when he says he will do something.
But it doesn’t stop there. I’m one of the last left as I am staying with Becca’s parents overnight. We had the privilege of driving the bridal party to their hotel for the evening (a rather nice looking Hilton in the middle of Columbus). Becca turns to me in the car and says she is going to connect me up with her Uncle in New York who was at the wedding (I didn’t manage to meet him over the weekend). Mark and Laurie “love to host people, all the time”, and they would just “love to have me stay with them”. A few days later I took advantage of Airbnb’s cancellation policy, and my previously booked-in-lack-of-faith room is now gone, and we are sorted for New York also. God always Provides; week two sorted.