TODAY’S PROPHETIC WORD
Sometimes you need a miracle because of a mess you made for yourself. Other times, you need one because of circumstances. Either way, our God is a god of miracles and He will never run short of provision. If you need a miracle, keep believing! If you don’t, be a miracle to someone else.
I’M NO DONALD TRUMP
It’s true, the Lord has had to bail me out of some big financial messes at different times in my life and ministry. Who knew there was no money in feeding and clothing the poor and orphaned? Leanna and I have mortgaged our home seven times to keep food on the tables of strangers, roofs over orphans heads and give freedom to those in bondage. It’s not a financial plan Trump would approve of.
The book Oliver Twist famously starts out, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” Well, that pretty much sums up 1995 for me and Leanna. The cable man had shut off the “hell-a-vision,” I was on a first-name basis with our bill collectors and, yes, our electricity was cut off for lack of payment. We had lots of candlelight dinners and told the kids we were playing “olden days” to explain the lack of power.
We agreed to let all payments go, except the house. It had been a special gift from the Lord and we were believing He was going to let us hang on to it somehow. With an income of $7,000 our first year in ministry, even those payments came to an end.
We were praying for an angel of the Lord, but instead, the mortgage company showed up. A man in a suit walked around our home, inspecting it before informing us our note was due. “Unless you have a check for just over $1,700 at the mortgage company in Memphis, Tennessee, by 5 p.m. next Friday, you will have 30 days to evacuate the premises,” he said, pain behind his eyes.
He didn’t like being the bad guy. I talked to him about Jesus and explained that we knew he was just doing his job. I had been a repo-man in the past, and knew the feeling well.
For days we prayed and trusted. We checked the mail for a miracle each day. Day after day, nothing came. Then, Wednesday came. It was the 11th hour and a letter showed up that nearly caused me to lose my sanity. To my horror, it was from the IRS. Knowing it was an audit, I opened the envelope with a sigh.
BOOM! It was a check for overpaid taxes several years prior. Do you hear what I’m saying? The IRS was voluntarily sending me money without me knowing they owed me! Now, if that doesn’t spell MIRACLE, call your doctor!
In that same batch of mail was a check for just over $1,700 — the amount we owed. Jesus showed up in our mailbox. We Fed-Exed the payment and it arrived in Memphis at 1:11 p.m. Friday.
We never missed another house payment. The Lord made sure.
God bailed us out. He rescued us from shame and set us in a place of honor for loving, serving and trusting Him. Has he done that for you?
“Which of you, if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!
– Matthew 7:9-11
TODAY IS A GOOD DAY TO BELIEVE IN MIRACLES. SHARE THE ACCOUNT OF A MIRACLE IN YOUR LIFE AND REMEMBER, IF YOU HAVEN’T GOTTEN A MIRACLE, THAT IS GOOD NEWS. IT MEANS YOU HAVEN’T BEEN SO MESSED UP THAT YOU NEEDED ONE!
From my book: Miracles with a Message