It was about 1998, and Missy (my wife) and I had lost our checkbook. We looked everywhere. Emptied her purse, cleaned out the car, and pulled the cushions out of the couch. It was gone.
We didn’t have any debit card, and the idea of a smartphone was a long way off. We had no way to buy anything without going to the bank and pulling out cash.
And the worst part, the youth group leaders we were working were inviting us to dinner after church. We told Terry that we would love to go, but we had lost our checkbook. Terry understood, and prayed. Then, another couple offered to buy our food that evening.
We pulled up to Ponderosa in Grandview, MO. I opened the car door, and the long lost checkbook literally fell out of the car onto the ground! WHAT? We had cleaned the car. I had gotten in the car through the same door. How did this happen?
I believe a few things took place that Sunday. Continue reading “God hid my checkbook!”