Yesterday I read a funny post written by Sara Langdon on her blog, Conversations with God. Using humor, she reminder her readers that our blessings are so many we can surely stifle any urge to murmur about the small irritations in life.
Her point was driven home yesterday when the credit card bill arrived. We use it sparingly and monitor it closely so the $88.00 charge that didn’t belong immediately got our attention.
A few weeks ago we craved warm weather so we headed further south. When planning our trip, we used a hotel booking website to make our reservations. This is as close as I come to living on the edge.
The site shows you the accommodations in the area you will visit and then you chose OR you can enter the price you are willing to pay for a night and sort of “bid” on a room. I try for upscale/low price.
Sometimes their online spokesperson will point his finger and say, “Sorry, your bid has not been accepted,” but most of the time he says, “Congratulations!”
The prize has always been a nice room at a nice price. The downside is you pay in advance and there are no refunds. You must have faith that everything will go well and you will make the trip. I’m an optimist and had no qualms about the process.
Last month the credit card bill came before we ever left home. The bad news was we had to pay it before the winter excursion. The good news was the rooms were paid before we left.
Our accommodations for the first two stops were stellar providing great locations, clean rooms and continental breakfasts with good coffee. We were pleased.
At our last stop, we planned to stay two nights. Our trusty GPS lead us right to the lobby of a huge resort where we would stay. It sprawled with dark corners everywhere, and our room was around the darkest one.
Parking a half mile away from the lobby, we located the elevator, got in and pushed the 3rd floor button. The doors closed and the elevator fell.
It only fell a few inches, but did so with such a reckless plunge and convincing halt that I yelled for His help and grabbed the rails. My usually stalwart hubby looked unnerved and we both expected the doors to be jammed leaving us trapped for hours between floors. We were joyful when the doors immediately opened onto our floor.
To make a short story shorter, by the time our two night stay was over we had been locked inside our room when the deadbolt lock came loose, endured a strange, unpleasant smell coming from the sink and found that only one pool gate could be accessed with our room keys – the one on the farthest side of course.
After two nights, we were more than ready to checkout – which I did and specifically said, “There are no charges on our card, right?”
The Kloe Kardashian look alike said, “No.” and we headed for home.
This month’s credit card bill came today and on it was a charge for an additional night’s stay at this place for $88.00.
After calling the credit card company and explaining the situation, I heard the sweetest words, “Don’t you worry. Just deduct the $88.00 from the balance and we will take care of the rest.”
Mother wrote in her journal, “God knows the future, and His plans are good for us and full of hope. As long as God, who knows the future, provides our agenda and goes with us as we fulfill His mission, we can have boundless hope. This doesn’t mean that we will not be spared pain, suffering or hardship, but that He will see us through to a glorious conclusion.”
The Bible is full of sweet words of promises that give us hope, and with those promises all our problems, big or small, will eventually come to a glorious conclusion.