God is My Rock

I read somewhere this week that God lets us hit rock bottom so we can learn He is the Rock.

I'm not really into pithy sayings, but this week is certainly testing that adage.

Once again we are faced with car troubles, the Explorer that we spent $500 on during vacation for a battery, alternator, towing, and tension pulley was just diagnosed with a bad transmission. I'm not sure how many miles are left on the transmission, but long term, it needs repair.

My wife and I feel the cost of the repair, combined with what we've already spent on the vehicle over the 16 or so months we've owned it; is not prudent. So the car searching begins.

However, we are also facing a rather large tax bill in the next several weeks as well. So we find ourselves in a difficult financial position.

I know, first world problems!

But they are my problems ...

You see, my wife and I had just chosen to increase our charitable giving. God has been blessing so why not pass those blessings along to those in need. We contacted a missionary friend and doubled our monthly pledge to he and his family. We began a conversation with another missionary to the Philippines to see if their mission is a match to our giving goals.

And we learned the transmission needs to be repaired. Our delayed tax bill is quickly coming due. And there isn't enough money in the bank to cover it all.

So here I sit, in my living room, listening to an online concert of Hillsong UNITED, trying to stay faithful. God is my rock. In Him I trust. I know He will provide; He hasn't failed me yet. But in the midst of it all, trust is hard to find.

So yes, maybe we do have to hit rock bottom to truly understand God is our Rock. I just wish it wasn't necessary.