We needed $4,000 to pay the mortgage again, and the lawyers gave us a two-week deadline. We were desperate, and I couldn’t seem to find a solution in my head. I thought maybe we could borrow small amounts from several people, but a week went by and still so solution. I thought, “Well, it is what it is and the Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away.” I began to think of other places to live. Some may call this response a lack of faith, but I was being realistic. I didn’t know what God ‘s will was in this situation. He began to bring a certain sister to my mind—strongly. I told my husband about this and he said this same sister had come to his mind, too. But she was not a blood relative and we were not close friends. She was a good, honest saint I had worshiped with, but she did not really know me. So how were we going to ask her for that kind of money?
I called her and explained that I needed help on a matter but was not sure how she would be able to help me. She said, “Well, God already let me know that you all needed some help, so how much to you need?”
I thought the words were going to choke in my throat. “$4,000,” I said quietly. You know how in your mind, you can’t fix your mouth to say the full amount but I figured that was close enough and we could find the rest somewhere else.
“That’s around the amount God told me you needed,” she said.
“Well,” I said bracing myself, “It’s really more like $4,400, but if you can help some, that would be great.”
“I can handle that,” she said. “When do you need it?”
I gave her the schedule and she told me to bring the lawyer’s letter to her on Friday so she could get a cashier’s check to the proper parties by Sunday. She was so gracious that she told us not to worry about when we’d paid her back until we got on our feet. She was true to her word and didn’t seem to worry about it. Even after we got settled financially in more secure jobs, she told us to take our time. She truly had the gift of giving and we paid her back in full.