JUNE 24, 2011
Submitted by: Kim
While waiting in line at the check-in counter, I saw a woman who used to work for me walk by. She had stolen a great deal of money from my business. She was checking in next to us. I had friends start to pray for me and encourage me that it was just the enemy showing himself before I leave to discourage and put fear in me. I was in shock without words to say.
As I slowly moved forward in line, I finally got to check my bag. Knowing it’s overweight, I thought I would just pay the $50 and not worry about it, after all I was tired and now emotionally stressed. I got to the counter and was asked if I want to remove anything and I said no. She began to tell me it’s $100, but oops that was a mistake – it’s $200 because it’s going to Mexico. Ugh, ugh! I handed over my credit card with a pit in my stomach, and I surrender to what I owe.
It was the beginning of the week, and it did set a tone, one that the enemy meant for destruction but that God used for my good. I could know in my heart I didn’t hate the woman who stole from me. I felt sorry for her. God showed me that we were both going somewhere, but would not end up in the same place. And I’m sad to know that.
And the best part seemed almost to be the worst – Pastor Don was there to witness my overweight, $200 bag. I was now the object of many jokes. Donna, you can thank me later, lol.
Anyway, I’ve learned to laugh at my mistakes and rejoice in where God has me. God has changed my mourning into dancing.
So much more to say, but it’s late. Goodnight everyone!