We see that God always gives back in a mysterious way.
My friend Razak told me how God had surprised him when he least expected it. That fateful day, he didn’t have money to go work.
The only money he had on him was about a dollar. However, this couldn’t be enough to cover his transport fares to his workplace.
So, my friend picked up a plan; he would walk some miles to cover some part of the distance, till he arrives at a place where that 1$ in his pocket could cover the remaining transport fares. So then, he hit on the road early, started walking, so that he wouldn’t be late for work in order to avoid that mean temperance of his boss.
When he was almost close to where he could use the 1$ to cover his transport fare, he heard the voice of a beggar calling upon him:
‘‘Oh, help me, please! Please help me,’’ said the beggar.
What could he do?
It was only 1 buck in his pocket which is intended to help him cover the remaining miles to his workplace.
He had already been worn out from the long walk to this place. This means, if he should listen to the poor man’s plea and should hand him over that 1 buck transport fare, he would surely have to bear the consequence of walking another 50 uncomfortable miles, by walking!
Surely, this will be difficult and he will surely be late. But for some reason, he felt like he should empty his pocket for the beggar, just to trust God to cover the remaining miles with his wearied feet.
There he went, digging out his hand into his pockets to hand the money to this poor man.
Ouch, the money was not there.
He checked his right pocket; this single dollar note wasn’t there too.
He took his hand behind him to check his right-back pocket; no sign of the only money he had on him. By this time, the poor man was waiting, his hands stretched steadfastly to him.
He felt that people were looking at him, as they were standing in an open place close by a gas filling station, which was nearby the road. He breathed in, dipping both hands into the twin breast pockets of his office shirts too, yet there was no sign of the fare.
‘‘By this time round, I felt the beggar was getting discouraged!’’ He narrated to me.
‘‘Let me check my side pockets. If I don’t find it, then that’s it!’’ My friend thought, feeling a bit embarrassed around this time. Finally, inside the last side pocket his hand felt this money.
‘‘Aah, at last,’’ he thought.
‘‘So, you can have the money,’’ he gave the money to the poor man, who had already been waiting, waiting a bit longer than he thought he was going to.
The man was happy, thanked Razak with all his heart and started walking away from the station.
Razak was happy that he was able to find the money. However, he became more happier, that he did not disappoint the poor man.
While taking few steps away from the station, he began to calculate how he should now cover the remaining miles on foot.
Suddenly, when he was about to cross the street, someone called behind him.
”Excuse me, excuse me, please wait,’’ the woman was clapping his hands, calling from behind.
It was one of the ladies from the filling station, ‘’ Wait, that man in that car over there is calling unto you.’’ she said.
‘‘Me?’’ Razak pointed to a finger to himself.
‘‘Yes,’’ she said.
It was a car parked beside the shop of the filling station. That man inside that car might be rich, since it was one of those latest cars talked about in town. Razak followed behind the filling station’s attendant and they got closer to the car.
‘‘How are you, sir?’’ The rich bearded man in his cozy car greeted.
Razak replied, smiling ‘‘I’m fine.’’ Honestly, he had no idea why he was being called by him.
‘‘Are you a student?’’ He asked. Razak was both a student and a worker, so he answered, yes to the question.
‘‘Was that your last money you gave to the man?’’ The man deeply inquired, wanting to know about it.
Apparently, from the way Razak was searching all over his pockets, he realized that, that might be the last money Razak had offered to him, as he watched from the windscreen.
‘‘Absolutely yes, sir.’’
The man was so touched by the moment he replied to that. He knew that, even though this young man had none, he sacrificed his all to ‘‘feed’’ someone’s child.
Sighing deeply, nothing could prevent this man from fetching out from his pockets, some 100$ bills to make for to the young man’s loss.
God miraculously provided for him!
He thought he was going to walk to work. Yet, God made a provision for him right there, as He watched from abode in heaven. Indeed, this was how my generous friend was able to continue to work, after counting other’s needs better than his own.
The Story Lessons:
*Indeed, this shows that a generous soul will never lose.
This real story reminds me of what God said, ”Give, and it will be given to back to you, good measure, pressed down and shaking together, shall men give back into your bosom.” Luke 6:38 NLT.
In short, being generous is a form of investment you’ll reap either in the long run or short run.
Indeed, as Jesus said, the giver is more blessed than the receiver.
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