My Walk with the Lord

True stories about God's miracles and how He has blessed my life through trials and troubles. It touches on a range of topics from angels to single parenting, death, nursing homes. You will laugh, you will cry, you will be amazed to see how much God really loves you.

Monday, April 10, 2006

Let Me Tell You a Story, Part II

Let Me Tell You a Story, Part II

Exodus 9 verse 5 "And the LORD appointed a set time, saying, To morrow the LORD shall do this thing in the land."

Years ago, when I was a teenager, Mama bought me a Farmall Super A tractor(story at http://faithwriters.com/article-details.php?id=29205).
I've been wanting another one, and have been praying that the Lord would lead me to the right one.

I recently bought a new lawnmower and I knew the hand of the Lord was in it (story at http://faithwriters.com/article-details.php?id=42093). I still had my old lawnmower and thought that perhaps I would sell it.

On Tuesday morning, April 4, 2006, I received a phone call from my brother-in-law, Joe. He lives in Blackshear, Georgia, nearby me, but was in St. Augustine, Florida on vacation. Joe asked me to go get his lawnmower and take it to the local repair shop. I loaded the lawnmower on my trailer, and drove to Ken's, the mechanic who repairs lawnmowers, weedeaters, chainsaws, and other small engine machines. I unloaded the lawnmower, and Ken said, "Oh, by the way, when are you going to sell me your old lawnmower?" I replied, "I'll think about it and let you know this afternoon."

I got into my Ford truck, and was driving back home when I heard an advertisement on the radio for a Farmall Super A tractor. I wrote the phone number down, and when I got home I called the number. A man answered immediately and I told him I would like to look at the Farmall. He said, "Come on". I drove the 50 miles to Douglas, Georgia, where the Farmall was located, and as I arrived, he was driving it from his shelter to his yard. I had prayed and asked the Lord if this was the tractor that I should buy. As I got out of my truck, I felt the presence of the Lord so I knew I was in the right place.

The elderly man selling the tractor was a Christian and his wife had just suffered a major stroke. The Farmall had just been sitting under the shelter collecting dust, and he felt someone could be using it. It came with planters and cultivators, and that is what I needed to maintain my fairly large garden.

We had prayer together, and then he asked me to go inside and pray for his wife. She was a humble woman and she could not talk yet she knew what others was saying. Looking at her, she reminded me of my dear departed mama. We held hands, the man, his wife, and one of their granddaughters, and prayed. As we did, the presence of the Lord was strong. Afterwards, she waved bye to me. I gave them a copy of my book, My Walk with the Lord, and a deposit on the tractor.

As soon as I got back home, I loaded my old lawnmower, and took it to Ken. He bought it for $100 more than what I was asking. The next day, I went back to Douglas and loaded up that Farmall and brought it home. As I drove it, memories of that Farmall mama bought me (and of her) came back to me. It was like having a long lost friend come home.

Since then, I went over the tractor, and replaced some worn parts. Last Friday, I planted peanuts with it. My neighbor came by and talked to me about the tractor (he has one, too) and brought me a book on ordering parts. He and I have not been too close, and I pray the Lord would use this old tractor (it is a 1953 model, same age as I am), to open a door of opportunity to share my faith in Jesus with him.

All though I had been praying for a Farmall Super A for several years, God's timing would not allow me to have one. Yet, when the appointed time came, the prayer was answered, and God used the experience for His glory. I saw the hand of the Lord in this, and know that His will was accomplished.

Galatians 4 verse 2 "But is under tutors and governors until the time appointed of the father".

Irvin L. Rozier aka walkin2e

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home