God furnished my apartment

“And my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of his glory in Christ Jesus.” (Php. 4:19)

“Bring the whole tithe into the storehouse, that there may be food in my house. Test me in this,” says the Lord Almighty, “see if I will not throw open the floodgates of heaven and pour out so much blessing…” (Mal. 3:10)

I am about to tell you why I believe these two verses of Scripture work hand in hand. In one of my earlier posts, I explained how God had directed me to start tithing from my very meager income. I began immediately and what follows is (to me) a very clear expression of these two verses.

I moved into my new apartment on November 4th, 2015 with just four pieces of furniture; a desk and desk chair, a small cot, and a book shelf. The desk chair was old and held together with duct tape and a huge piece of foam for the seat. It was extremely uncomfortable and not at all good for my bad back. I had injured my back way back in the 70’s; three herniated discs in my lower back. The doctor said surgery might work but I would likely end up in a wheel chair. My only alternative was to learn to live with it. I chose the alternative. And as I grew older, the pain became more severe so, this chair was not helping.

And so four months after moving in, I still had no furniture except what I have already described. On the evening of Good Friday, March 27, 2016, I was sitting, in this busted up chair, staring out the front window and crying because of the pain. Sitting in this chair for the past four months was not doing me any good. So I began to pray.

I hadn’t said three words when the voice that I had grown accustomed to said, “Get on your knees.” And I just looked up toward the heavens and said, “God, You know I can’t get on my knees. There’s no one here to help me up.” Now I was really crying. And He said it again, “Get on your knees.” So I thought I better do what I’m told.

I went into the bedroom and knelt down by the bed; figuring I could push myself up by using the bed. And I prayed. “Lord, my back is killing me. I need something to sit on besides this broken down chair but, I can’t afford to buy anything. You promise in Philippians 4:19 to provide all of my needs so, please Lord, do something to get me a chair.” That was my prayer; it was all I could think of.

After praying, I was able to push myself up just far enough to flop onto the bed and I went to sleep.

The very next day, Saturday, the day before Easter, I was again seated by the window. It was early afternoon, as I recall, when I saw someone carrying a baby and coming right towards me. As she drew closer, I realized it was Amanda, and right behind her came her husband, Tom. I had worked with them at Honda but I hadn’t seen them since I left in 2013. And here they are walking up to my front door.

Amanda came in and sat on the floor and let the baby crawl around. There was no furniture so he had plenty of room. Tom stood at the front door and stared. Finally he said, “You could use some furniture.” Remembering my prayer from the night before, I just smiled and said, “Yea, I hope to be getting some later on.”

After a few minutes of small talk, catching up on the last three years, Tom said, “You know what? We ordered new furniture that should be here on Monday, which means we need to get rid of what we have to make room.”

He said, “it’s still in good shape and we cant just throw it away so, would you like to have it?”

I said something about not having the money right now and asked him how much he would need for it. He told me not to worry about that right now. He said, “You need furniture, so don’t worry about that right now; just say yes or no.” Of course I said yes and they left almost immediately after that.

But they were back the next day. It was around two p.m. Easter Sunday when Tom, Amanda, and her father brought me my new couch and chair .and I still have it today.

A sofa in a living room

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After they placed it where I needed it, Tom said they had no time to visit, they were expected elsewhere; so I followed them to the door and I asked Tom about the price of the furniture. As he walked away he said, “Don’t worry about it, that’s your Easter present.”

And it didn’t stop there folks. Remember what Malachi 3:10 says…… “see if I will not throw open the floodgates of heaven and pour out so much blessing (Mal. 3:10) And did He ever open the gates! Praise God.

 Within months of my prayer to the Almighty, my entire apartment was furnished, including a dinette set (table and chairs), a recliner, and a queen sized bed; and it never cost me a dime. All it took was one sincere prayer on my knees.

 We all know that God uses people to do His good works and he told my friends, Bob and Jean, and Terry that Jack needed some furniture; and they obeyed. I never said a word to anyone about needing anything, except to God; and He answered my prayer in large doses.

 Praise and proclaim His Name.


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