“Jehovah Jireh” – God the Provider
It’s incredibly easy to get discouraged and worn out when you can’t visibly see progress.
Raising money for my move to South Africa, especially through support and donations, is not an easy thing for me. In fact, I lack experience and practice because I have never needed to do it in the past. I am also not a fan of having to ask others for financial help or provision (pride problems). So, to help speed up this process of learning what it means to be humble… I became a waitress.
I knew the Lord was calling me to work as a server in a particular restaurant near my house, but I had no knowledge or skill in that area of work. I was scared and TOTALLY outside of my comfort zone, but when the Lord asks you to do something, you just trust Him and do it. Next step, I saw a help wanted sign in the window and I applied for a job. The few weeks following my job acceptance were filled of memorizing the names of Italian dishes and learning how to take orders. It was exhausting and challenging, but I had no doubt that I was supposed to be there.
Then, an amazing thing happened. God started to show up. People that I served were asking me about my trip to South Africa and how to support, customers were leaving generous tips, and opportunities were available for sharing the gospel and loving on people I have never even met before. Not to mention, I began to learn what it means to put others ahead of myself and to serve them wholeheartedly despite how I may feel at any given moment (tired, hungry, etc.)
This past week a woman came in because she accidentally left her house a little too early for the movie she was going to watch next store at the theatre. She wanted a cup of coffee while she waited. We began talking about jobs, traveling, hobbies, and our pasts. She spoke to me about her boyfriend of 22 years who recently passed away from liver cancer and how he motivated her to quit doing drugs and drinking alcohol. She told me about how she wants to impact the lives of kids in prison and help those who are in the foster care system as a Child Advocate. By the time she finished sharing about her trials, challenges, and blessings… it was time for her movie. So I brought her the check for $3.78, and she gave me a $20 and told me to keep the change.
I was humbled. I was reminded by this woman that I serve a God who can take any life and change it for the better, a God who can save someone from a past addiction to drugs or alcohol, and a God who can provide through one small cup of coffee.
He cares and He loves. My hope is that I can be a reflection of God’s unconditional love and compassion to anyone I meet. Needless to say, this job is exactly where I need to be. God is at work while I work, and He is preparing a way for the new season of my life that is approaching faster than I can even realize. And for that, I am grateful.