Okay, so I had to pay rent today. Most people do, what with it being the beginning of the month and all, but here's the story. So, I have two accounts—one being an interest-bearing account, and the other being a run-of-the-mill "savings" acocunt. Being the prudent individual that I am, I created a post-dated money transfer from the interest-bearing account to my savings so that I could pay rent (it takes 5 days for a transaction to be completed from my account). All that being assumedly peachy, I cut a rent cheque & then proceed to check the balance of my savings account—just in case... Excrement! There's no money in my savings account! Quickly, I goand check my account transaction history. For some reason, my post-dated transfer got lost and never went through. I said to myself, "Lucid Elusion, you're boned. What are you going to do now?! Not like you can just whip out that kinda cash from the change in your couch... I don't think..." Only finding 38 cents in my couch meant that I had to resort to another option. But there were no other options!! My roommate, wonderful person that they are, is purportedly poorer than I am, and wasn't home. Rent cheque due in 20 minutes, no other source of cash available, and me sweating like a turkey in mom's roasting pan on Thanksgiving, I was pretty much.... well, cooked (pardon the poultry pun). it's a $50 NSF fee from wonderful Royal Bank & it's $10/day fine for late rent, so I'm out a red bill either way. What do I end up doing when I find myself in any type of casserole dish, roasting pan or pickle jar? I pray. I pray & let God handle that which I cannot control.
So, I go and hand in my rent cheque fully aware that it's going to bounce. What choice do I have? Maybe the transaction from my interest-bearing acocunt actually went through, and just wasn't showing up? I was willing to tango with that devil more than I was being late on rent: at least there was a slim chance that I'd have ca$h coming into my account...
Did I mention that I had checked the mail before cutting the cheque? No? Well, I did check the mail, and there was nothing there. The mailman was later than usual that day. So, after handing in "rent," I re-check my mailbox just in case something showed up. Lo & behold—in the words of AOL—I got Mail! One of those envelopes came from the government. Inside was this pleasant scholarship cheque that had enough money to cover rent! So pleasant. A wee little miracle, if I say so myself. I am quite glad that I do indeed have a God who cares about the little things. Aren't you?
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That's awesome Lucy. I can't wait untill I become poor and mysterious cheques start arriving in my mailbox.
I'm wondering if this kind of thing ever happens to non-Christians? I heard about a time where Mother Teresa prayed to Mary for some miracle, and it happened. Not that MT isn't a Christian, but we generally don't believe in praying to Mary. In fact, we generally believe that this is some kind of quasi-idolatry. My suspicion is that there are Muslims out there who have had similar experiences to yours. But I'm not sure if that's the case, and I'm not sure what it would mean.
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