I remember walking up to the counter at a large grocery store thirteen years ago in an attempt to pay my light bill. I didn’t know they had a place to pay the light bill at a grocery store until my wife said something to me… so I decided to try to pay the bill at the store. I was running out of options.
We didn’t have the finances to pay the bill. The bill was only $57 but we had already used every means of credit card and filled them up to maximum capacity. I tried to pay by check but they would not take a check.
I was at the end of myself when the cashier told me “I’m sorry sir, but we don’t take checks.”
That was my last chance, and my last opportunity to pay the bill before the electric company turned out the lights. I had never been in a situation like this before my life. I have always paid my bills on time and this was a devastating time for me personally.
I walked out of the grocery store with a broken heart. I never would have realized at that particular moment that when your back is against the wall and it is just you and God… that it is the very best place to be. I’m a tither and I have tither’s rights. Because I tithe… I have become God’s responsibility and He handles pressure very well. I said, “He handles pressure very well.”
Several days later I was driving down the freeway between Texas City and Houston and all of a sudden I saw a vision of Peter walking on the water toward Jesus. Peter was out of the boat and doing fine. Then the picture zoomed real close in on his face and I saw instant terror hit him. He was scared to pieces. Peter had been walking on the water but somehow the fear was so intense that he began to fall.
I identified well with him and looked up even while I was driving and cried out to God. I just started crying and I said, “Lord that’s exactly where I am. I’m so scared I don’t know what to do.” I was overwhelmed.
I was real with God. I don’t even know that I had a choice… it just hit me all at once and I exploded to God. And then all of a sudden the picture zoomed in again where Peter had fallen and it wasn’t Peter anymore. I saw myself lying on top of the water. I wasn’t wet… and the water was solid.
The water was solid and I was not sinking. The waves were rough, yet they weren’t moving so my body was conformed to the way that I was laying on top of the waves. I don’t know any other way to explain it except that I knew that God was going to take care of me if I would believe what He showed me.
I started crying out to God, “God you are the Lord and you’re the only one who can do this. Therefore I believe you… I trust you… I believe you God… I trust you… I believe you… I trust you.”
I went on and on. God had… in His mercy… given me something to hang my faith on. He gave me a vision that I would not drown… nor would I even get wet.
A couple of days went by and we were on our way home. We pulled up to the mailbox station in the car and Vicky went and got the mail. She found the check in the mail for $14,737. Praise God.
I didn’t have to do anything. The Lord did it all. He gave me something to believe in… the vision. And I believed Him. That is all I could do. I just had to believe that He was God and that He would do it. How? I didn’t have a clue. Only He knew what He had in mind.
John 6:5-6 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 Philip, for he already had in mind what he was going to do.