This morning, I went tearing through my purse at a red light because I was convinced I had left my cell phone at home. Again. Or at the grocery store. Again. Or in my other purse. Again. Or in my school bag. Again. (do you see a pattern here?)
In my frantic search, I did not turn up a cell phone (has anyone see my phone, by the way?), but I did find a handful of these:
More ticket stubs than I could count. Some to movies, some to a Magic basketball game, some to Sesame Street Live, some to our neighborhood fall festival, some to a bowling alley, and the list goes on. I sat at the traffic light and just smiled.
These were the remnants of hard work. They may look like mere tickets to various entertainment, but what they represented was two people who were working hard to make their marriage and family better. And those ticket stubs only represent the events we attended. That’s not even including the family outings, the travel, and the fun we’ve had just being together.
For the past month, Chris and I have consciously worked hard to add some excitement and adventure to our marriage and to our family. We have looked beyond the normal routine and rut that we found ourselves living in, and we tried to find ways to experience new things together and with our kids.
Our initial issue with getting out and doing more was money. We be broke. And we found ourselves in this boring routine that kept us home more than either Chris or I wanted because we were trying to save money. What that meant to our marriage, though, was that both Chris and I were bored and frustrated and we began to take that out on each other. When we realized this was the issue (after many weeks of bickering and fighting), we began to pray about it.
Once again, the Lord provided. As I flipped through all the ticket stubs from adventures and outings we’ve had over the past month, I smiled as I realized that we paid for none of it. Not one ticket stub was from something we had to pay for ourselves. A kind friend gave us tickets to one event. I won tickets to another. A random board member at Chris’s work walked in one day and handed him tickets to something else. And all the other events were free.
We prayed for our marriage and our family, and, as he always does, God provided more than we could ever have managed on our own.
I pray all the time. I ask for God to bless things, to move through things, to speak through things, to provide. And no matter what level of asking I do, God always exceeds my expectations.
And I have a purse of free ticket stubs to prove it.