I had such big plans for today! I was going to show up at work at 7:00 am, and get this floating dock finished by 9:00 am, that would allow us to get paid a substantial amount by the customer for reaching this project milestone-- enough to cover the job materials we had to put on credit card yesterday.
Enough on the credit card yesterday to buy a new car. Ugh.
Except it's raining. I should have finished the floating dock yesterday (one of our four remaining payment milestones), but it was raining then too, and I had to leave work early because the combination of strong winds and the rain picking up would have destroyed all the lithium batteries in my cordless tools. So I left yesterday in a severe funk.
As I woke up this morning, I listened to the rain, checked the radar, and groaned to myself. I had SO VERY MUCH TO DO TODAY and I can already tell that it's not going to happen. As I contemplated the cascading financial repercussions, God reminded me of a vision he gave me two nights ago...
He had showed me a bunch of cooking pots, vases, and mason jars, all filled with liquid. It was a random collection of containers, as though someone had raided a flea market and came home with every random container that could hold water. Imagine you live in an old house with a leaky roof, and every time it rains, you have to set out buckets and cooking pots and assorted containers to catch the water as it comes through the roof. It was like that, except they were all bunched up together, and all were full.
Immediately, I knew it was a reference to 2 Kings 4:
The wife of a man from the company of the prophets cried out to Elisha, "Your servant my husband is dead, and you know he revered the LORD. But now his creditor is coming to take my two boys as his slaves."
Elisha replied to her, "How can I help you? Tell me, what do you have in your house?"
"Your servant has nothing there at all," she said. "except a little oil."
Elisha said, "Go around and ask all your neighbors for empty jars. Don't ask for just a few. Then go inside and shut the door behind you and your sons. Pour the oil into all the jars, and as each is filled, put it to one side."
She left him and afterward shut the door behind her and her sons. They brought the jars to her, and she kept pouring. When the jars were full, she said to her son, "Bring me another one."
But he replied, "There is not a jar left." Then the oil stopped flowing. She went and told the man of God, and he said, "Go, sell the oil and pay your debts. You and your sons can live on what's left."
God was reminding me this morning that the rainy day didn't really matter. Because all the pots and jars were full of oil. More Than Enough. I didn't need to stress over the rain today, because provision has already been made.
May we each rest at ease today, knowing that God already has our situation handled.
Help is on the way.