What God has done 2

In a previous post I outlined my financial situation in college. Sometimes it became desperate! But as I stated before, God always provided what I needed. But, every once in a while, he also provided for something I wanted just because :-)

Each evening the dorms were put on study lockdown. If your GPA wasn't high enough you had to stay in your room and study. I was a prisoner for the first year, but the second year I was able to skip out on this detention. Since neither of us had a car (or a license) my room mate and I would go study in the snack shack instead. She would usually get a snack or a cup of coffee. Her parents sent her money now and then.

I on the other hand, almost always starved.

For some reason this weighed on me. I felt deprived. Let down. Almost embarrassed that I didn't have money enough for a cup of coffee or an ice cream cone. She would often offer to buy me something, but you don't want to abuse that kind of generosity too often. One night it just got to me worse than others. As I lay in bed that night--brooding over my finances-- I said, "God, I'm not asking to be rich. But is it too much to ask for a couple dollars to get a snack from the Snack Shack?" Whether he answered this prayer or no would not affect my belief in Him. I still knew He existed and would continue to serve and learn all I could about Him.

But He did answer it.

The next day. Again, THE-NEXT-DAY----I got a letter in my mailbox.

My church in Maine would put addressed and stamped envelopes at the back of the church for all their college students. They encouraged church members to grab an envelope and send off a letter to encourage or help the students. This was one of those letters. It was from the man who acted as our youth pastor. He sent me a letter that went something like this:

"Dear Marie,

I know this isn't much, but don't use it on anything you need. Get yourself a snack or a treat.

A****"

I hope your eyes are as big as mine were! And all this is the honest to goodness truth, guys! This happened to ME. This isn't hearsay. It is my personal experience. I prayed for God to send me a couple dollars, and guess what Mr. A sent me?

Two Bucks. That's right. $2.00.

God answers prayer. That night, I had coffee and a Blizzard. It was the best tasting Ice cream I ever had. I am so thankful for people that allow God to use them. I have striven to be such a person. Not because I think I will earn a spot in heaven. No one can earn that. But because God has GIVEN me a spot in heaves--through no effort of my own-- and I hope to please Him out of my gratitude for all He has done for me.