Last week we had a rotten day. When hubby was putting the bin out for the bin men he discovered that our car was stolen. My heart just sank as we both need the car so much to get to and from work as well as dropping baby girl at with the nanny – the car was a huge part of our daily routine. We called the police – they took a statement. We called the insurance – they also took down the details. Then we started to hear people’s comments about our insurance company. People said ‘Oh dear, they never pay out’. In the pit of my stomach had the feeling of doom and gloom – the car wasn’t normally parked outside – would that be a problem for the insurance? I would like to say that I cast my burden onto the Lord and had a great peace – but I would be lying. It would be more accurate to say I fretted and worried as well as pouting and sulking a bit. But the day the car was gone I read the following scripture:
Hebrews 10:34-35 You sympathized with those in prison and joyfully accepted the confiscation of your property, because you knew that you yourselves had better and lasting possessions. 35 So do not throw away your confidence; it will be richly rewarded.
I decided that God has something up His sleeve to do with our car. The car had not been stolen – it had been confiscated and God was asking me to trust Him for better provision. The word for ‘confiscation’ here can also mean pillage or extorted – it is not a pleasant process but it got me wondering what God would do. (I’m afraid as well as wondering I continued to worry – but at least I wondered and prayed also). The next day I got an email from the insurance asking for documents and car keys stating that payment could not be made until they received them. My heart did a little leap – there is a payment! So I followed the insurance instructions and send everything off – still wondering and praying, but still a little dubious. A few days later I got a call about final payment – the insurance was paying out the full market value of the car – yiphee! In fact it turns out that market value is more than we think we could have sold the car for ourselves!
How amazing God is – He can take our stolen car and turn it into an opportunity for us to receive something better than we could have hoped for. It was confiscated but He had something better in mind. Now if only I can learn to accept the confiscations with joyful acceptance!