93: Mysterious Ways

93: Mysterious Ways

From Chicken Soup for the Soul: Miracles Happen

Mysterious Ways

Every happening, great and small, is a parable whereby God speaks to us, and the art of life is to get the message.

~Malcolm Muggeridge

August is a bad month for restaurants. And as a single mom working as a server, it was hard to make enough to pay my bills. My two children were holding me to the promise that I’d take them to a water park as the park had lowered its prices for a month. All I needed was $105 for three passes and we could all have a great day. Even better, if you bought your passes on Wednesday, you could get them stamped for a free return visit on Thursday.

Try as I did, I just could not come up with the money. I did, however, manage to get the $70 needed for two tickets and was on my way to a friend’s house to see if she was going and could take my two as well. I was grouchy with God. I had prayed and prayed, still managed to tithe, and yet He hadn’t answered my prayers for the $105 so I could have a fun day with my kids. Just then, I heard a bang and then a swoosh that turned into a flub-flub-flub. Pulling over to the side of the road, I got out to see a very flat right rear tire. “Now what?” I looked up at the sky. “You couldn’t even make sure my kids got to the park?”

Soon a truck pulled over and two young men got out. After making fun of my predicament, one of them said, “Hey, we were just on the way to the dump. I got this tire in back that would fit your car.”

Things were starting to look up. “How much do you want for it?” I asked cautiously.

“Oh, that thing,” he answered. “It’s okay… it’ll last you a month or two. You can just have it. I won’t charge you for the tire.”

Before I could thank him and praise God, he added, “But you gotta pay us something for our trouble unless you got somebody else who could change your flat for you.”

I didn’t. They told me they each wanted twenty dollars to change it. It didn’t take long for me to think it over. Ten minutes later, the two young men were happily on their way and I was left with two whining kids and $30, not enough for even one of them to go the water park.

I broke the news to them. My son was so upset that he took off a shoe and threw it into the tall weeds. Searching through the bushes and weeds, I apologized silently to God as I remembered all the many blessings He had bestowed on me already.

“Thank you, God, and I’m so sorry. I know you love us and I’m going to look forward to whatever you have in store for us this day, even if it’s not the water park.”

It took several minutes of searching through tall weeds but I finally found the shoe and reached down to grab it. Something crinkly came up with it. It was covered with mud, but I could see that it was a hundred-dollar bill. I looked it over carefully. It was real all right. How it ended up in those weeds I’ll never know. That section of brush was just outside the reach of the road mower.

With that found money, we had $130, enough to go to the park and enough for refreshments for that day, and the free Thursday. I explained to my kids that evening how badly I had behaved, how I had asked God for this day and then thought He had let me down. It was a wonderful lesson, not just for them but even more so for me.

I believe God was trying to teach us all that miracles still happen today. I’ve always heard that God works in mysterious ways. This was a perfect example.

~Diana Perry

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