Which Car To Buy….

ChevyThe subtitle of God Told Me reads who to marry, where to work, which car to buy…and I’m pretty sure I’m not crazy.  In chapter two, I recounted how God provided us with the answer to the question, “which car to buy.”  But, it was an especially convicting chapter to write since we were in the middle of another car buying experience and waiting for God to answer.  He answered with his typical clarity and grace.

Our car situation in 2006:  Two parents, two kids, one car.  God responded by giving us, within the span of a week, a 1998 Chrysler Town and Country minivan with 70K miles and a two-year lease on a Chevy Equinox.

Our situation in 2012: Two parents, four kids, a 1998 minivan with 120k miles and a 2006 Equinox.  While our car situation in 2012 was much better, we were in a tough spot because the Equinox didn’t hold our whole family and the minivan was nearing the end of its life.

Knowing that this day was coming, about three years ago Lisa began urging me to trade in my Equinox for a more reliable vehicle that would hold our entire family.  So, we began to pray.

God’s first answer came in the form of a dear couple from our church who allowed us to use their vehicle for family road trips – like to California!  So, we felt God was telling us to wait.  (Quick aside — The first time we borrowed their car, I thought it was making a funny noise.  I called somewhat panicked that I had damaged the car.  First, he reassured me that the noise was fine.  Then he said, “Jim, I want you to know that there is nothing that you can do to that car that will make me love you any less.” – How great is that!)

God’s second answer came two years ago when a friend offered to help us buy a new car.  We went back to the same Chevy dealer where we had leased (which we ended up buying) our Equinox.  A sales manager at the dealership had attended Calvary for a couple of years, and while we were talking, he mentioned that his nephew had just started attending the high school youth group at Calvary.   The following week, I was going on my yearly camping trip with high school upperclassmen, so we invited his nephew to come along.

Nothing came of the car hunt.  We couldn’t find the right car and a change in our finances meant we couldn’t swing purchasing a car – even with the offered help.   Clearly, it wasn’t the right time and God was still telling us to wait.  I wondered why God had sent us down this seemingly dead end.  I got my answer when the sales manager’s nephew came to faith on our high school camping trip!  That was the whole reason we ended up in the car showroom even though we didn’t end up purchasing a car.

But what about the car situation?  We continued to pray for the next two years.

In April 2012, Lisa again urged me to trade in my car, but I felt more and more uncomfortable with that idea.  After all, she drove the older car, and she typically had the kids with her.

Then came the week of April 15.  I was writing a sermon on husbands sacrificing for their wives from Ephesians 5.  While I was praying through the material, God kept impressing on my heart that one way I could sacrifice for Lisa was by replacing her car rather than mine.

That week, Lisa’s car died.

A mechanic friend told us it was not worth the money to repair the car.  I said to Lisa, “Don’t you see what God is saying?  What are the odds that the car would die the week I am preaching on this subject?  God is telling us to get you a new car.”

Where should we go?  It seemed clear to me to go back to the Chevy dealer and find our friend from church whose nephew had come to faith at the high school retreat.  Sitting in his office, Lisa listed three things that she wanted in a car.  He plugged the requests into the database and it turns out that they had one car on the lot that met those criteria within our price range.  Just one car.

Speaking of finances, April 2012 was the last month of remainder of the money we owed on the Equinox.   With the money freed up from the Equinox payment, we were within seven dollars of the monthly payment for the one car that fit our requirements on the lot.

The whole experience made our heads spin.  God lined up the ending of the Equinox payment, my sermon on husbands sacrificing for wives, the final breakdown of our minivan, the inventory at the Chevy dealer and my relationship with the salesman.

We know that the car in our garage is the exact car God told us to buy.  What an amazing God we serve!

Psalm 23

In this recent sermon at Calvary Church on Psalm 23, I had the joy of simply walking through the passage and showing the wonderful benefits of having the Lord as our guiding shepherd.

Blessings,

Jim

iPad Testimony

This testimony comes from Dave in our church, who wrote me about how God told him what computer he was supposed to own.  I hope it encourages you this week.

Blessings,

Jim

In August of last year my wife and I became grandparents for the first time. The only downside to this is that our son and his family live in Colorado. In order to bridge this 1,200 mile gap our son offered to buy us a web cam for Christmas so we could use our ancient laptop to Skype. I replied by saying I wanted to research the option of buying a new computer. When we visited them for Thanksgiving I experimented with their iPad and decided it would make sense for my wife and I to get our own iPad so we could connect with Colorado via Facetime. Because my wife has little interest in technology, she said whatever I decided would be OK with her.

During this same time frame I was also reading your latest book [God Told Me] because clearly hearing from God is something I’ve not consistently experienced during my Christian life. Doubt is something I struggle with often.

I left Colorado in November having told our son that in all likelihood I would be purchasing an iPad in January when the funds were there and the Apple store was less crowded. Truth be known, I had secretly decided to diligently pray about this and seek God’s direction. Normally I would’ve taken matters into my own hands and just made it happen.

Beginning about November 30 I started asking God every day, “Lord, would you want us to get a new computer and if so what kind?” To me this seemed very reasonable based on some of the examples in your book. Even though I had decided an iPad would be swell I wanted to have God lead me and I was fully prepared to go with whatever He might say.

Fast forward to December 23.  Our son and his family are here for the holidays, and we are out on a guy date. He asks me if I’m still “thinking” about an iPad and I say yes but it wouldn’t happen until January.  I still had not heard a word from God.  Nothing.  It was discouraging to say the least.

Now it’s Christmas Eve and we’re opening gifts. The final gift our son and his wife have us open is . . . . an iPad.  I’m thinking how they couldn’t possibly afford this and, after all, I had just told him about my plan to get one in a few weeks.  He said there’s a story that goes with the tablet.

He had been asked, at the last minute, to be a representative for his company at a luncheon since the person who was supposed to go was ill.  He tried to wiggle out of it but couldn’t.  Free steak lunch, he rationalized.  Upon entering the restaurant he’s asked to drop his business card in a hat for door prizes. After the meal, his card is the last one drawn . . . free lunch and free iPad.

I took a couple moments to process all this and then began to cry.  I started to explain to all of them about my secret prayer approach and how my prayer was just answered.

And I didn’t have to but talking about doing more than I could ask or imagine! I heard nothing, not because God wasn’t hearing me but because He was arranging things His way. I’m sure my tears had way more to do with the answered prayer than the iPad.  My doubt bucket just had some serious holes put in it. This whole situation goes way beyond coincidence.

After I shared my prayer story, the first thing my wife said was that I should tell you about all this. I’ve also had some inner promptings so I’m unsure if this e-mail is more a response to my wife’s voice or to God’s but I can’t lose either way. Sorry for the length.

This is quite out-of-character for me to expound on something seemingly so benign, but it was a profound God moment for me and your book played a role in that. THANKS!

Dave

Sent from my iPad

de Caussade Quote

You speak, Lord, to all men in general through general events. Revolutions are simply the tides of your Providence, which stir up storms and tempests in people’s minds. You speak to men in particular through particular events, as they occur moment by moment. But instead of hearing your voice, instead of respecting events as signals of your loving guidance, people see nothing else but blind chance and human decision. They find objections to everything you say. They wish to add to or subtract from your Word. They wish to change and reform it. Teach me, dear Lord, to read clearly this book of life. I wish to be like a simple child, accepting your word regardless of whether I understand your purposes. It is enough for me that you speak.

–Jean-Pierre De Caussade, French Jesuit priest (1675-1751)

Innocent Man

Photograph by Ricardo B. Brazziell/Austin American-Statesman/WPN

Photograph by Ricardo B. Brazziell/Austin American-Statesman/WPN

In the December 2012 edition of Texas Monthly, Pamela Colloff writes the second part of a compelling, and yet horrifying, article about Michael Morton who wrongfully spent 25 years in prison for the brutal murder of his wife.   On October 3, 2011, Morton was released from prison after DNA evidence linked another man to the crime.

Morton is back in the news this month as the case against the prosecutor in the case begins in Austin to determine whether the lawyer broke the law by withholding evidence.

Here is a small section of article where Morton talks about finding peace in the midst of the difficult situation.  Part one and part two of the article are well worth reading but just a cautionary note that it is very graphic about the murder.

Six years earlier, Michael had hit rock bottom. In 2001 a letter had arrived for him at the Ramsey I Unit informing him that his son had decided to change his name. Eric was eighteen at the time. He had recently been adopted by his aunt, Marylee, and her husband, whom she married when Eric was twelve. That the boy had rejected his own name was too much for Michael to bear. Before Eric was born, Christine had wanted to name him Michael Morton Jr., but Michael had balked, telling her that he would rather their son have his own distinct identity. And so they had compromised on Eric Michael Morton. Now Eric Michael Morton no longer existed.

“That’s when I finally broke,” Michael told me. “Nothing before then did it—not Chris’s murder, not my arrest, not my trial, not my conviction. Not getting a life sentence. Not the failed appeals, not the lab results that led nowhere. Eric was what I had been holding on to. He was the reason I was trying to prove my innocence. Once I found out that he had changed his name, I knew that reconciliation was not a possibility anymore. We weren’t going to be able to put this back together. That was a hollow, empty feeling, because getting out had never been the goal. It was getting out so that I could tell Eric, ‘Look, see? I didn’t do this.’

“I can’t remember if it was Marylee or Eric who wrote to tell me, but I remember being nearly catatonic for at least a week. It was like the bottom fell out. This wasn’t just another difficult thing to overcome, this was the end. This was a death. I literally cried out to God, ‘Are you there? Show me something. Give me a sign.’ I had nothing. I was spent, I was bankrupt. It was the most sincere plea I have ever made in my life. And I got nothing. A couple weeks went by and . . . nothing. No response.

“I was lying in my bunk one night listening to the radio on my headphones, and I ran across a classical station. I heard something you rarely ever hear: a harp. There was no slow buildup, no preamble to what happened next. I was just engulfed in this very warm, very comforting blinding light. I don’t know what to call it—an ecstatic experience? a revelation?—because it was indescribable. Any words I use to explain it will fall short. I had this incredible feeling of joy. There was an overwhelming sense of this unlimited compassion aimed right at me. Then I heard my alarm go off and it was over, and I sat up in bed. Outwardly, everything was still the same. But I knew that I had been in the presence of God.

“My life didn’t change right away. Everything didn’t instantly fall into place. I was in prison for another decade, so it wasn’t like God knocked open the doors for me. Becoming a believer was a slow, organic process that I had to grow into. But I was different after that. You can’t buy inner peace, but I had it.”

Russell Wilson

In a sports blog on the Seattle Times’ website on Jan. 3, 2013 about Seattle Seahawks quarterback Russell Wilson, the football star describes to the media how he ended up in Seattle.

Wilson in the Jets vs. Seahawks game on November 11, 2012; Wikipedia

Wilson in the Jets vs. Seahawks game on November 11, 2012; Wikipedia

Wilson, of course, has emerged as an NFL star with the Seahawks after being drafted in the third round and having to beat out Matt Flynn and Tarvaris Jackson for the starting job. Obviously, Seattle turned out to be the perfect landing spot for Wilson. He revealed an anecdote that seemed to indicate that playing for Seattle was in the cards.

“It’s an unbelievable opportunity. As some of you may know, it’s kind of ironic I ended up here because I put all the teams in a hat. I told my wife, I’m not normally like this. But I put all the teams in a hat, and the one team I pulled out was the Seattle Seahawks. I’m not sure if God or my Dad or somebody had something to do with that. But just to be here is a great opportunity. I’m trying to take advantage of every opportunity I get. You’ve got to cherish these moments.”

Asked what he thought when he was drafted by the Seahawks after he pulled their name out of the hat, Wilson said, “Just I knew I was in the right place at the right time. God’s always done that for me in my life. It’s amazing how that works out. The biggest thing is continue to work and have that work ethic and determination to be great, and don’t shy away from it at all.”

Blessings,

Jim

God’s Kindness to Me

Julie, a friend who attJulie 2012 laughingends our church, recently wrote an entry on her blog, Eternal Crown Training Log, entitled “God’s Kindness to Me:  He Hired An Assistant For Me!”

She writes about reading God Told Me, and allowing God to help her hire an assistant at work.

Julie concludes by saying:

I learned through this that the Lord is faithful, he cares about all aspects of my life, and he can be trusted.  Through this experience I not only gained a new assistant, I also grew closer to the Lord and learned to trust him.  Now I’m looking for more decisions that I can give to him!

It is a good word of encouragement for all of us.

Blessings,

Jim

Happy 2013!

As you have probably noticed, we have taken a few weeks off from posting on the blog over the holidays.  But, we are ready to begin this year with a lot of great stories, news and encouragement to help you on the journey of hearing advice from God.

I was sent a link to the CNN blog, “Belief” with an interesting article on hearing from God.   On Dec. 29, 2012, CNN posted an entry from Tanya Marie Luhrman entitled, “If you hear God speak audibly, you (usually) aren’t crazy.” 

T.M. Luhrman is a psychological anthropologist and the Watkins University professor in the department of anthropology at Stanford University in Stanford, California.  She is also the author of When God Talks Back:  Understanding the American Evangelical Relationship with God.  My wife gave me the book for Christmas so I’ll post my thoughts on the book in a few weeks.

Thanks for all the encouragement and stories related to hearing from God.

Blessings for this new year,

Jim

 

John 8:47

He who belongs to God hears what God says.  The reason you do not hear is that you do not belong to God.

NIV Translation

Jeremiah 1:7-9

Rembrandt Painting of Jeremiah

But the LORD said to me, “Do not say, ‘I am only a child.’ You must go to everyone I send you to and say whatever I command you. Do not be afraid of them, for I am with you and will rescue you,” declares the LORD.

Then the LORD reached out his hand and touched my mouth and said to me, “Now, I have put my words in your mouth.”

NIV Translation