Jeff Milton said something very interesting the last time I spoke with him. He told me that his grandfather and a friend were out hunting in the Wind River Mountains back in the 1930s. They got caught in a snowstorm. They walked in the high country for a while and came upon these two cabins.
They walked into the first cabin and the dinner table was already set--plates and everything. There was a gun hanging in a gun rack on the wall. Those two guys stayed there till the storm blew over. The two cabins were a life saver. The hunters did not die of exposure in the snowstorm.
Over the next few years, Jeff's grandfather would go up to the exact same spot in the mountains and look for those two cabins. He never found them.
If the Lord can speak the heavens and the earth into existence, providing two cabins for a couple of hunters in a winter storm is a piece of cake. Thank you, Lord. Glory to God in the Highest!
That was a interesting post, hmm two cabins, there is a lot of meat to meditate on in this short post, the lord bless
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Wonderful account of God's great provision. Thanks Mr. Tim.
ReplyDeleteAround 1969 I was with my mother and 6 younger brothers and sisters standing in Denver Airport (the old one). We had taken someone to the airport and saw them off. As we were about to exit my mother realized she didn't have enough money to pay for the parking. She told us we had to wait for a moment while she prayed. She said a simple prayer, something like, "Dear God you know our situation, so please in the name of Jesus could you help us with some money to get us out of here. Thank you, Amen. " I was about 14 yrs old and although I had accepted Jesus as my savior years before, I really didn't believe God really cared about our parking lot money shortage. But to my complete shock, about 3 minutes after she prayed this prayer, a very big man wearing an expensive business suit was walking slowly and kept trying to pull something out of his pocket like a pocket watch or something and as he walked a lot of coins kept falling out onto the floor. My mom told us to go get the money and tell the man. If the man told us to keep it she said it was from God. My little brother and sister ran up and scooped up the money and told the man he was dropping money. He shrugged us off and said, no that's ok you can keep it. We had enough money for parking, like the exact amount or a little over. I will never forget that for as long as I live. So, our God who created the universe also cares about a family paying their parking fee. Years later, my mother said she'd given the woman we took to the airport the last of her money to help her and didn't even remember the parking lot fee until we were about to exit.
Randy: That was a great testimony. The Lord can provide for us in crazy ways. Happens to me all the time on the road.
DeleteA few days ago, I was hitchhiking from Helena, Montana into Idaho. It was very cold coming out of Helena--probably in the single digits. It didn't get much warmer in Missoula. Then I made it to Lolo and walked a while. I had a bad attitude, I was tired of walking and I was tired of the cold. Then I put down my backpack. Vickie, my friend's daughter, picked me up and drove me all the way to her mom's house in Idaho--around 150 miles.
When you get to the end of your rope, then the Lord REALLY comes through.
Very interesting Tim. It's like God knows when we're at the end of our rope and he does indeed really come through in amazing ways. You for one are certainly one who gets a front row seat to God's workings since you live completely by faith. Thank you dear Tim. God bless you.
ReplyDeleteRandy: One time I was hitchhiking in Nevada during the winter. I got dropped off someplace and saw these haystacks in the distance. I thought that I would walk over to the haystacks and sleep there because it was close to sundown. The Lord had different plans.
ReplyDeleteThis guy picked me up and drove me to Twin Falls, Idaho and bought me something to eat and a motel room. Sleeping in a bed is much better than sleeping in a haystack.
Just last night I walked nine miles south of this small town in NorCal. It was night time and I stopped to eat some popcorn that someone gave me. Then this deputy sheriff showed up. He gave me a ride to my friend's place forty miles away. He knew my friends and they gave him their copy of "High Plains Drifter". Maybe he was supposed to read "High Plains Drifter".
Tim, that deputy sheriff was absolutely supposed to read "High Plains Drifter".
ReplyDeleteI promise you, God's gettin ready to do something in that man's life and your book is going to prepare him to trust in the Lord.
Love you haystacks story. That has great significance. You had already resigned yourself to something so basic yet our Lord had better for you. God bless.