Saturday, November 17, 2012

GOD ALWAYS PROVIDES

[The following is a reprint of my blog of  November 27, 2008.]

I thought this morning of a woman I knew (minimally…I was the secretary to her attorney) many years ago in California. She was of Hungarian birth, was very rich, and she loved to talk of her youth when she fled Hungary just as the Nazi army was moving in. She had a hair-raising story to tell.

Her family was very wealthy, had royal blood according to her, and I had no reason to doubt her. But almost (which is the operative word here) all they had, had already been confiscated, and it was looking dire for their survival. She and her parents barely escaped in the dead of the night, with all they owned on their backs.

The “almost” included several pieces of very fine jewelry which she and her mother pinned and sewed to the underwear they were wearing.

When they got to America, they converted the jewelry to cash, settled in, and, long story short, through lousy investments, lost everything. By now, her parents had passed on, she was alone without a penny to bless herself with, and she prayed that God would come to her aid.

She came across the petticoat that her mother had worn out of Europe, was wadding it up to throw it away and felt a lumpy something…she shook the petticoat out, and there, pinned on the underside, was an emerald and diamond broach they had missed. She had her nest egg.  (And may I say, I never saw her but that she had that broach pinned to her shoulder…in the morning, at noon, or in the evening). 

Most interesting, she swore then and every time she told the story that she had never laid eyes on that broach before the day she “found” it, and she knew well all the pieces that they had since there were only a half dozen or so pieces. 

I love this story, and I love it not for the mystery of the broach which I tend to believe was her way of making a good story better (and I’d do the same!). I love it for the fact that she always had enough…she just did not know it, and until she asked for God’s help, could not see it.

God’s job is to provide…our job is to rely on that.

Thank You.

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