Tonight I stopped to get gas, at my favorite Holiday station, and decided to get a car wash too. I opened my purse to pay with my debit card and I saw two $1 bills. Great!
“Can I also get a Gopher 5 and a….” I suddenly paused. I wanted another $1 lottery ticket and I heard in my spirit “NO. Give it to the car wash attendant”. Nah, Its just a dollar and again, I started to say “And a “…..” but I heard, “give it to the attendant”. I got back in my car and I thought to myself, “Sure, this is the night I could win Hot Lotto and I should just go back in and buy the dang ticket. Just the devil trying to stop me, because you know if I won, God, I would help so many people. 🙂 I’ll just get my car washed tomorrow instead and I will dig up the cash for a tip then.”
Ha! How stupid. How many times have we bought into the lie that we better buy a ticket, because THIS could be the night. I sat in my car for several minutes debating with myself about it before I drove around the back of the building to get in line for the car wash. God spoke again…. “Give him your change too. Not the pennies. The big change”. Nah, I think change, for a tip, is demeaning. I will only give him the dollar bill. Not many people tip these guys anyway. “Give him your change.” Hard to deny the Father when you heard Him say it a second time.
I started to dig into the Bermuda Triangle, that I call my purse, and was surprised to find a large handful of change. Must have been at least $4-$5. Then i start digging through the cup holder for more change and I am tossing out the pennies. Can’t give the guy pennies, he will think I am a crazy old lady. I looked up and saw a young man with long blonde hair waving me forward. I had a hard time trying to fit my left tire into that little conveyer slot with one hand ,while holding onto a fistful of change and a wadded up dollar bill in the other. He looked bored and annoyed. I rolled down my window and shoved the change towards him as I blurted “Hi, I don’t want you to think I am weird or anything, but God told me to give you a bunch of change. You must need it for something”. The guy opened up both of his hands to receive it and flashed me a smile. “Thanks”. He then stuffed it into his back pocket, handed me a wet towel and said “Really. Thank you, every bit helps me.” He didn’t even look surprised or weirded out!
I am glad when I listen to God’s urging. Even if I have to wrestle with myself a little before I follow through. I had never seen this attendant before so maybe he was a new employee. Maybe he needed the money. Maybe he didn’t. Or maybe he just needed to hear that God was thinking about him and cared enough to have some strange woman gift him a handful of BIG change. I stopped trying to figure it out a long time ago. It just feels good to be a partner in His Kingdom.