We serve an awfully kind and loving God.
Recently a woman who worked for the DMV made a big mistake that could have really affected our family. It's a long, boring and complicated story and naptime is only so long, so I'll just stick to the juicy awesome details.
Last Friday it looked like Ricky wasn't going to be able to work for quite a while because his hazardous materials endorsement on his license was no longer valid (not due to any fault of his own- this is the DMV mistake of the last paragraph). He's a truck driver who hauls gas and diesel fuel, so it's a pretty big deal. I stay at home with our four kids, so if he's not hauling fuel.... it's basic economics, right?
He's still the new guy at work- he's only been with the company for about a month, and the thought ran through our minds that we could just not tell his boss and pray that it all clears up quickly. But that idea didn't sit right at all. Not only would he be risking a super expensive ticket, probably getting fired and possibly losing his license, but it's just not the King's Way. If you've read the book God's Smuggler by Brother Andrew, you know what I'm talking about. A long time ago when we both read that book, the concept of doing things the King's Way and absolutely trusting Him for the outcome was one that really impressed and influenced us. If you haven't read the book, you really should. It's awesome.
So we ran to Jesus. And then I texted almost everyone in my phone and asked them to run to Jesus too. And then Ricky called his boss hoping that he might have some solutions or government connections or something. He didn't- he was just as dumbfounded as us that this had happened. So it looked like Ricky wasn't going to be able to work until the stupid red tape was taken care of.
A couple of hours later his boss called and told Ricky that since he can't drive on his license he'll be training a couple of the new Denver drivers. So now not only is Ricky able to keep working, he'll also be getting training pay. Whaaaaaat? Jesus really does bless obedience. He means business.
But wait! There's more! Trucker stereotypes are stereotypes for a reason- a lot of the guys Ricky meets and works with are like books of sad, sad, lonely stories. Which honestly is one of the main reasons that my husband became a truck driver- he shares the gospel almost every day with people who are really hurting. And now he's sitting in his gas truck training a guy who really does not want to have anything to do with religion or politics. Like that was how he introduced himself, "I'm Ron and I don't talk about religion or politics." And he means it- everytime Ricky mentions Jesus or the Bible, Ron tenses up. If you know my man, you can imagine that Ron spends much of the day tensed up.
The moral of my story is that Jesus took our DMV lemons and turned them into a blessing for our family and an opportunity for ministry. I love the LORD- He is just so kind.