Living Abundently

At any given time of the day, there could be a million questions going through my mind.  Some of them might be:

*Does this outfit really match?

*What happens if there are more budget cuts at school?

*Am I really giving enough time to school?

*Am I really giving enough time to Adam?

*Am I really giving enough time to God?

*Students loans.  When can I finally pay them off?

*Will we have enough money?

More than likely I will think of the “will we have enough money” question more than once in the day.  With Adam and I both being teachers in the same district that is experiencing budget cuts,  I think about money more than I want to admit.  It’s really quite embarrassing and something I’ve never really admitted out loud to Adam.  We have everything we need.  Food in the pantry, a roof over our heads, two reliable vehicles, and a partner anyone would want on this life and faith journey.

Throughout my faith journey I have been reminded several times of the story of fish and loaves.  John 6:1-14New International Version (NIV)

Jesus Feeds the Five Thousand

Some time after this, Jesus crossed to the far shore of the Sea of Galilee (that is, the Sea of Tiberias), and a great crowd of people followed him because they saw the signs he had performed by healing the sick. Then Jesus went up on a mountainside and sat down with his disciples. The Jewish Passover Festival was near.

When Jesus looked up and saw a great crowd coming toward him, he said to Philip, “Where shall we buy bread for these people to eat?” He asked this only to test him, for he already had in mind what he was going to do.

Philip answered him, “It would take more than half a year’s wages[a] to buy enough bread for each one to have a bite!”

Another of his disciples, Andrew, Simon Peter’s brother, spoke up, “Here is a boy with five small barley loaves and two small fish, but how far will they go among so many?”

10 Jesus said, “Have the people sit down.” There was plenty of grass in that place, and they sat down (about five thousand men were there). 11 Jesus then took the loaves, gave thanks, and distributed to those who were seated as much as they wanted. He did the same with the fish.

12 When they had all had enough to eat, he said to his disciples, “Gather the pieces that are left over. Let nothing be wasted.” 13 So they gathered them and filled twelve baskets with the pieces of the five barley loaves left over by those who had eaten.

14 After the people saw the sign Jesus performed, they began to say, “Surely this is the Prophet who is to come into the world.”

I was raised by a single mom who worked very hard to provide for me and my older brother.  She was able to provide for me to take dance classes (ballet, tap, jazz, modern) and for me to take private viola lessons.  But there were times when things weren’t so good.  And it was in those times, where my fear of “not having enough” came to be.  Now let me be very clear here:  there is nothing my mom said or did to instill this worry, rather it’s something I internalized myself.  But every time there was a threat of my mom not being able to provide, God did.  I remember my mom recalling a time shortly after my parent’s divorce when she was really concerned how she was going to buy us the basic necessities.  Two growing little ones didn’t stay in the same size for very long.  But just as she thought about this concern, someone from church out of the blue presented my mom with a gift certificate to Dillards.  From the very beginning God has always provided.  Why do I need to keep being reminded?  I guess it’s because I’m human.  And I’m a huge worry-wart.

Another time I remember God providing was just days before I moved into Bethel for my freshman year.  All through high school I had worked a part-time job to help pay for gas and to have a little spending money, but having a part-time job during my first semester at college seemed overwhelming mainly due to not knowing how much time I would need to study to keep up my good grades.  It was a Sunday morning and a very kind gentleman with a huge heart handed me a check.  A large enough check that I wouldn’t have to find a job that first semester.  The Sunday before each semester of my Bethel career, a sizeable check would be quietly handed to me after the church service.  The gratitude I have for this gentleman is deep and someday, I hope I can do the same for another college student.

So, do I still feel provided for as an adult?  Heavens yes!  Time and time again, I have been reminded of the fishes and the loaves with the disciples.  If I were to ever think, hmm, not sure if we’ll be able to do this, God has always shown just how powerful He is.

In the spring of 2010, I was told that, due to budget cuts, I would not have a position at Inman elementary the next school year.  The rest of that spring was spent sending in applications to any school that had an opening.  But I wasn’t worried (for once in my life).  The same afternoon I was let go from Inman Elementary, I was offered and accepted a part-time job at Stone Creek nursery.  This part-time job allowed me the security in case I wasn’t able to find something.

Then in the spring of 2013 I was physically, mentally, and spiritually exhausted from our second miscarriage.  The thought of working a part-time job that summer just seemed out of the question.  God had really put it on my heart that I needed to take care of myself.  But I had just resigned my teaching position so I could begin teaching at Moundridge Elementary and wouldn’t be bringing in a paycheck in the two month gap between assignments.  Could we really afford it?  With God’s grace and smart spending on our part, we were.  We even had enough we could put in savings by the end of the summer.

Every time there is doubt, no matter what it is, God consistently and calmly reminds me “everything is going to be alright.”  Just like yesterday, Adam and I were on our way to Hutch for the MCC Sale.  About fifteen miles or so away from Hutch, the gas light came on.  Adam calmly looked over and asked “how many miles can we go with the gas light?”  And I without missing a beat calmly responded “eh, 20 miles.”  Adam here’s another confession for you: I have no idea exactly how many miles we can drive with the gas light on.  I’m sorry.  But I wasn’t worried because I knew we would be taken care of.  And just so you’re aware we were able to get to a Kwik Shop and fill up our very thirsty car.

As a young adult couple, we have a mortgage, insurance, student loan debt, and day-to-day expenses.  And all of this is paid with salaries that haven’t been increased in years.  In fact, we may have to take another pay cut this year to make sure student learning won’t be hurtt any more than it could.  But every time we see the “gas light” come on in regards to our bank account, we feel like we don’t have to worry.  God will always provide.

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2 responses to “Living Abundently

  1. Reading this at a good time. I have been feeling weary and depressed the last couple of days. Thank you for the reminder that God is always there for us. We just have to believe. Have a good week. 🙂

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