by Candace Cortez
During one of the most expensive times of the year, I’d like
to share a story with you.
I sat down tonight to “balance the books.” To make sure all
our bills are paid, and our money is accounted for. After years of marriage, we
are seeing the effects of faithful stewardship in our finances. We’re not rich,
but we haven’t seen a zero balance in a while. We work hard not to spend more
than we earn, even if it means no cable that month, my roots growing out an
extra centimeter or two between hair appointments, eating meals at home instead
of at restaurants, or whatever the sacrifices may need to be. It was not always
this way.
Years ago, when my husband had to stop working to finish his
education, this money planning process was not nearly as rewarding. No matter
how much we sacrificed, we could not make ends meet. I simply did not make
enough money to support us financially. This was difficult for my family on so
many levels. Our comforts were hit, our entertainment took a dive, and so did
our pride; especially my husband’s. Providing for our family is a part of his
identity as the leader of our household. No matter how many things we cancelled, bringing our bills to the bare minimum, we
couldn’t make the amount of money made, match the amount of money required to
keep the lights on and house warm. The math didn’t add up.
As we balanced the books we would circle the final dollar
amount by which we would be short that month. We prayed. We prayed a lot. Then
we prayed some more. Those months were some of the most faith building months
we have ever experienced. We watched as family, friends, and even random
members of our community reached out and bridged the gap, bringing our balance
to zero, if not just over it, giving us a few dollars to breathe with. One day,
a check came in the mail for the exact amount of our circled gap amount. Other
times, I had to do the hard ask. It’s not easy to ask for help. Some of my most
vulnerable conversations have been requests for help because I could not do
something on my own. For 10 months in a row, the math didn’t add up for us to
live without help or adding debt. For 10 months in a row, somehow, our bills
were always paid. God. Is. Good.
I smile writing this because God is a God who balances
things differently than we do. When I see a gap between what is and what’s
expected, I am filled with fear, worry, doubts, stress…you name it. God doesn’t
bat an eye. He shines in those math gaps. When things don’t add up, it gives
space for God to do miraculous things. Thousands of years ago, when the people
were expecting a king, God sent a baby. That didn’t add up. When the boy only
had two loaves and 5 fish, thousands left with full bellies. That didn’t add
up. When we were sentenced to eternity away from God in suffering because of
our sin, and the price for freedom was far beyond what we could pay, Jesus said
“it is finished” and rose again three days later. That doesn’t add up!
Don’t fool yourself. There is nothing you can do to earn
what God is doing for you and through you always. We can never donate enough
money, take care of enough sick or rejected, plant enough trees, solve enough
problems, to be able to bridge the gap between us and relationship with God. It
will never add up without Jesus.
This really is the most wonderful time of the year, unless
you’re trying to fill that gap with anything other than Jesus. Do not let the
desire for stuff ruin your focus on the fact that when the math didn’t add up,
God made a way by sending His Son. Do not let material things ruin the glow and
joy we can find in being bought at a price beyond what we can pay back. When
the math doesn’t add up for our souls, God makes it happen. Let’s celebrate
THAT this Christmas.
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