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Canadian Quarters & Ugandan Discouragement


So yesterday I noticed a strange sense of discouragement and lethargy. I didn't even want to go to Bible Study. But I remembered Uganda. Today I didn't want to get out of bed. 

I declined the opportunity to sub at the high school. I find it so discouraging there. Then I laid in bed for a LONG time. My dreams were restless and worrisome, filled with untruths. Discouraging. 

Then when I got up I needed to wash laundry- so I set about that. All was fine until I tried to start my second washer and the quarters jammed. With the help of the Holy Spirit and a knife I unjammed the machine. A Canadian quarter! GRrrrr. Then when I went to dry, the machine ate my quarters.  Double GRrrrr! Mind you I had the exact number needed to wash 2 loads and dry one. 

I went to the management office. Closed. :/ 

Then  I gathered some change and braced myself to have to carry the laundry 5 blocks to the laundromat to dry. Discouraging!!! But then the Holy Spirit reminded me that I could just get quarters from the store across the street and use the other dryer. So I went. I thought it was strange that I only had a$1.20  on me that needed to be changed, but that's what I had so I just got 4 quarters. Once I returned home I realized that I had forgotten to bring another nickel with me so that I could get 5 quarters towards the whole amount.  I was angry at this point. So much work to do laundry, so much up and down and back and forth! I was quite upset that I would have to walk back over to the store so I could get another quarter. Mind you the only reason I needed to do laundry is so that I can  be in proper uniform for dance practice tonight. (I'm practicing submission to authority)

I searched the apt for one lone quarter to no avail. I grabbed the wet laundry so that I could throw it in the dryer.

 My plan was to be able to come straight from the store to the laundry room so that my clothes could begin drying. While in the laundry room God showed me one quarter stuck under the coin slot, just like the ram caught in the bushes for Abraham. He proved to be Jireh even for something as trivial as one more quarter to dry clothes. Anger and frustration melted.

Certainly I can trust Him to be Jireh for the right job opportunity, for a summer job, for Uganda, for Burundi in a few months. His character doesn't change. He is faithful, even when I am in the worst of moods. Even when I feel lethargic and discouraged- He is faithful.  2 Timothy 2:13 



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The time you spend alone with God will transform your character and increase your devotion. Then your integrity and godly behavior in an unbelieving world will make others long to know the Lord.
Charles Stanley

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