Usually these alerts amount to nothing. Something I did has triggered the credit card or bank alert system. But, not yesterday.
Yesterday 1,000 dollars was taken from my bank account. After seeing the alert, I logged into our bank and my savings account sat there staring at me with 0.08 cents as it's balance. Black and white. 8 cents. The money was gone!
In the following micro seconds, while staring at the 8 cents, I had a fervent stream of deep fear and worry.... my daughter's help for college, travel to my brother's wedding this summer, the car breaks... AH! How?! NO!?!
And then almost immediately the phrase came into my mind... understand and remember the loaves...
Quiet and whispered... remember the loaves, Stephanie.
The phrase floated over my consciousness, as I sat staring at my empty bank account, and I could feel a peaceful invitation. Actually, maybe a smiling, happy invitation: Come in... You need never be afraid. You can be unmoved. You actually can trust Me right now, too.
Recently, my son and I have been discussing this "loaves" phrase from Matthew 6: 50-52 " Take courage! It is I. Do not be afraid. Then He climbed into the boat with them and the wind died down. They were completely amazed, for they had not understood about the loaves; their hearts were hard"
Directly after watching Jesus feed five thousand people, the disciples get into a boat and get caught in rocky, difficult weather and water. They are afraid. Jesus walks to them on the water and that freaks-them-out maybe more! The minute He gets in the boat, the water calms. This surprised and shocked them, too. What? Jesus can do miracles? What? He can walk on water? ...and in His presence, the wind dies down?! It is almost as if this was the first time they had seen Him do miracles. But it wasn't!! They had already seen so much. In fact, He had JUST fed five thousand mouths in front of their eyes. (with twelve left over baskets of fish and loaves, I might add!)
But, their hearts were hard and they hadn't taken it in. They hadn't understood. They weren't remembering. They were walking into this new situation---rough, tough seas and the ghost of Jesus--- and they were not translating His previous work to their difficult-now.
How often do I do this? How often do I forget?
Oh! How many thousands of loaves has He given me and others I love!?! Oh... how many answered prayers has He heard and answered. He has lavished His very Self on and in me. Years and years of fresh, daily miracles: His power shown forth in food and the elements. In the midst of difficult and the hard He has been present.
In that early morning moment in front of my empty bank account, I stopped. I hear you, Lord. Almost with a slight giggle myself, I said out loud: I understand the loaves, Lord! I will remember and not harden my heart. And, I left it. ...not physically, of course. There are phone calls and emails to be written---follow-up needed. But, I left it emotionally. I really left it.
The whole day I left it. Because of the time zone issue, there was nothing to be done till evening. But, I dropped it and moved on in my day with peace and joy.
With the trust, there was an implicit assumption and understanding that it may mean the money was gone for good, never to be recovered. Sometimes God says, "No" to our requests. He doesn't always give us physical loaves, to be sure. Jesus never promises that the boat isn't going to rock!!
If the money is gone for good... Jesus, You've got this and You are with me!
If it can be recovered... Jesus, You've got this and You are with me!
I need never worry.
I do worry sometimes. And, I do harden my heart. I don't always hear or respond to His peace-filled invitations. But...
Today, I understood the loaves.
*In the end, the situation was sorted by the bank. The money was returned. There was indeed theft and apparently someone in New York had my debit card (even though I have it in hand here in the UK). The joys of this dark and clever criminal world we live in! But, in truth, all is well. By the end of the day... all bread was back in the basket! And I have plenty. ...but, actually, in truth, I had plenty and enough when the bank account showed 0.08 cents.