Well, a few weeks ago, I started having dreams about my mom coming to Kona to visit. I called and told her and she just laughed it off, "I'll call you when I win the Lottery." I had another dream a few nights later, and in the dream I saw her plane ticket and knew it was for $500. It was so real I was actually confused whether she was really here or not. I called and told her about it, and she said there's no way. She couldn't get the time off work and she had just paid MORE than the cost of the ticket in medical and other bills. But I knew, I just knew she was coming. One way or another Jesus was going to get her here. I texted her just last night telling her how much I missed her, and how I was still praying and contending for her to come. I told her, "I know it. I've seen it in my dreams! Someone is going to put $500 in your account and you're coming! I miss you so much! I'm still praying, I KNOW Jesus is going to come through!"
Fast forward to this morning. We were told that we need a $1,000 deposit for Outreaches, so that we could book the airline tickets far enough out in advance and get a discount for doing so. Now, I still have an outstanding balance of $1,968 on my tuition, and I can't pay the $1,000 deposit before clearing that balance. So, I'm looking at about $3,000... by tomorrow. A lot of you guys saw my post about needing a miracle, and I meant it. I need a financial MIRACLE. I'll be honest, and I hate admitting this, but I was so overwhelmed I burst into tears. Some family members are proud of what I'm doing, but they're scared and are telling me it may be better if I come home. So here I was sitting on this hill that overlooks Kona, just crying over not being able to do this. "I can't get that kind of money together. What am I going to do?" Well, a man sat down next to me, and began to pray and cry with me. After a while, once I could actually breathe, I felt better. I completely surrendered to God, I mean at this point, what choice do I have OTHER than trusting Him? I checked my phone and saw a missed call from my mom. She told me my grandparents (who live in Kona) wanted to meet me for lunch. I walked down to this restaurant, and saw them waiting for me. I walked in..
..and my mom stood up from the table.
I could not believe it. She's HERE! My mom!! She hugged me and told me that my grandparents (completely out of the blue) paid for her ticket to come. She said her ticket was for exactly $499. If there was ever a day I needed my mother, today was it. Was I handed $3,000? No. But Jesus saw my heart break, and just knew. He blessed me with the most incredible miracle. He really does care about the little things that we care about too, whether it's something as small as cookies or as big as flying my mom 3,000 miles to see me on a day when I needed her more than ever. He's incredible.
I guess Jesus really DOES care about the cookies.
aldjssdjsdlfsdjflk LOVE THIS!!!!!! this is amazing. absolutely amazing. slash, OF COURSE jesus cares about the cookies! so happy for youuuu. tell mama gibson i say heyyyy <3
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