Saturday, July 22, 2006

He has made everything beautiful in its time.

On Friday July 15th I had a very bad afternoon. I am in charge of the food ministry and I am driver to pick up the food. But when I am not doing pick ups I am doing errands for Sharon my boss.

The Celica was nearly out of gas so she asked me to go fill it. I went down the street and pulled behind a car that was done filling up. There was no one in front of the car so I pulled right behind him. He started backing up. So I slowly started backing up. I didn't see anyone behind me. So I kept going. A few seconds later there was a car bumping my car on my passengers side. We had hit parrallel to one another. There were three people in the car. The passenger in the back rolled down his window and started yelling at me "You are going to pay, You are going to pay!!!" In my head I started asking God "God am I going to get beat up?" The possibility was very high. Should I run or should I stay. I looked at the driver he didn't roll down his window. So I mouthed sorry and shrugged. He motioned me to move forward. I started to move forward. The passenger that had been yelling at me jumped out of the car, got right in front of me and started yelling at me even more. "Oh no you are going to pay. NO you are going to pay." as if I was trying to run off. I told him the driver had told me to go forward. He had obviously not seen the driver motioning me to move forward. He finally let me through. I thought one more time do I run or do I stay. I decided to pull up to a gas pump. They pulled behind me at a gas pump.

A large girl from the front seat and the angry yelling guy both backed away when they saw me get out of the car. I got out to talk to the driver and the other two stayed distant behind him. I realized I was a lot taller than both of them and felt if I had to I could defend myself if they started throwing punches but I really didn't want to do that. I asked the driver "What do you want from me?" He was a lot more calm than his two friends. He said you need to pay me. (Just so you know I have never been in this type of situation before. No has ever told me what to do. So I did the best I could.) I asked "how much?" (I really didn't want to get beat up or in a fight I thought this would calm them down) The girl said you owe him big. In my head I was like I only have 150 in the bank I don't have that much to give this guy. He said 40 dollars. That is when his two friends started freaking out. "No NO she owes you big. Make it 50." I looked the drive in the eye and said "What do you want from me." "50" he said.

I go in pay for the gas then went to the atm with my bank card. The ATM would only let me take out money in 20's. So I got out 60 went gave it to the driver. He said "I really appreciate this" I then filled the ministries car and left.

I felt so horrible. I cried and cried. The car was fine it only had a little paint off of it. No dents or anything. But I had lost 60 dollars. Well with the atm charging us it was $62.50. I felt horrible. God had told Joel and I that we would leave Friend SHips in about a year so we needed to start saving our money and then our anniversary is in July so we wouldn't have much money to do anything. I cried when I told Joel. I then gave it to God and said "I can't do anything about it, here it is God."

The next Thursday I was over it and it didn't bother me any more. During lunch Joel and I came in our room and there was a little homemade envelope that said to Joel and Dess Butler. We opened it and there in it was 65 dollars. I cried all day after that. I was so touched that God had "remembered" I was touched that some one was obedient to follow what God told them.

You know when you cry so deep and hard because your heart is breaking with sorrow well I was crying that hard for the rest of the day because I felt the deepness of Gods love for me. I had written in my journal the day after the accident. "God were you there. Did you protect me?" Then I wrote "God I know you were there I know you love and took care of me"
It was awesome. It says in Ecclesiastes 3:11. He has made everything beautiful in its time and this fullfills that scripture to me. Thank you Jesus for what you did. I truly deeply love you.

7 comments:

rab said...

Good reminder, Dess! God really does take care of us.

rab said...

How come we haven't seen any new photos on Butler Boy's site lately?

Anonymous said...

You haven't seen any because we haven't posted any... We don't really have any new pics because we don't have a digital camera to take them with. The camera you gave us we tend to use for more special occasions. Plus photofinishing is expensive, so for now you will just have to wait.

sorry, joel

rab said...

If you had any decent siblings, they would buy a decent digital camera for you. (You won't be getting anything from me and mom. We're on a budget.) But your rich siblings should be able to scrape up enough cash for one. In fact, if you wait long enough, Paul will find one that someone tossed out because they couldn't get it to work. He'll spend a few minutes getting it to work like new and then he will send it off to you. He's such a techno-geek! (Which comes in handy.)

Anonymous said...

I thought Dess had a digital camera??? How did you take the pics before mom and dad came up?
I'm glad you are alive and well Dess! I don't think those kinds of things happen here in Canada...which is just one more reason why you guys need to get here, pronto!

Joel & Dess said...

We did have a digital camera, but it became like one of those that Dad was talking about... broken and left for dead. Maybe we'll have to send it back to see if Paul can fix it. In the meantime we don't have any way to take digital pics and we don't use the real camera except for special occassions. You are right that we do need to get to Canada though.

joel

Anonymous said...

Happy Anniversary! Yay! I'm at work or I'd also call you. I hope you have a terrific day.