The manager walked up to me. “Please come to the office,” he said. A cold sweat broke out over my body as I watched his retreating figure. His Kippa, balanced delicately on the top of his head. I knew I was in trouble!
As I walked home that night, I was feeling sad, disappointed and angry. I poured out my complaint to the Lord.
‘What had gone wrong? Had I misread the Lord’s directions? Had I been seeking my own objectives? Surely not!
“Lord, what happened!” I asked aloud,” What am I to do?” The silence of the night reinforced my feelings of abandonment. I would pay for my enthusiasm. I drifted off into a troubled sleep.
When I woke up early that morning, it was with a heavy heart. Deep inside, I was pleased that so many had come to the Lord, but I could not erase thoughts of impending trouble. What a bad testimony this would be! I had given my word; all would be settled within the next twenty four hours.
Exactly how I was going to accomplish this, weighed heavily on my mind. Under the pressure, my mind envisaged a number of outcomes. Each concluded in scenes of terrible disgrace that the Tel-Aviv community of believers would face if, I failed to fulfill my end of the bargain. I could imagine the news paper reports.
“Hotel Drama: Christians Lack Integrity!” What would fellow believers say? ‘Just who do you think you are? This pride, has affected us all! You have given the enemy an opening to persecute us!” ‘Dear God,’ I thought, as I dwelt on these images, ‘I am in trouble, deep trouble!’
Needless to say, I was unable to concentrate on my office work. The manager of the company I was working in noticed something was not right. After some time, he called me to his office.
“Nothing!” I replied, as I stared into his face. I was not in the mood to discuss my personal problems with one whom I considered, unable to understanding the workings of God’s Spirit. He was not of the kingdom, and was unlikely to come to the aid of an evangelist!
“No! No,” he insisted. “You have been sitting here the whole day with a mournful face. Are you sick? Do you need to go to the hospital? Let’s talk!” I knew Amit. He was a persistent manager. I sighed, and took a deep breath.
“Do you really want to know?”
“Yes!” he replied.
I shared with him the difficulty, as briefly as possible. When I had finished, he leaned back in his leather chair, and folded his hands behind his head.
“How much is the bill?” I told him.
“Do not worry! I will write out a check. You can deduct it from your salary in the months ahead.”
My jaw dropped in amazement. Here was this Jewish unbeliever, offering to meet my need. God had known all along that His ‘Yes,’ to my obedient planning, was a ‘Yes,’ no matter the difficulties.
There was a huge smile on my face, as I handed the check to the hotel manager, and thanked him and the staff for the superb efforts they had made the previous night. I blinked twice as he said, “Please come again, you are always welcome!”
I left the hotel and gazed up into the sky over Tel-Aviv. My heart pounded with thanksgiving. Love towards our great and gracious Lord! He had proved once again, that He is ADONAI IREH- the Lord, who will see to it.
I pondered over the events of the past twenty-four hours. The outreach had been mightily successful. I had arranged dinner for sixty people, in one of the best hotels in Tel-Aviv. The agreement with management had been, that I would pay half the amount on the day of booking, and the rest after the program. Many people had advised me not to go ahead. Evangelizing the lost in a religiously owned hotel, in the middle of Tel-Aviv was not, they said, a wise thing to do!
I felt the Lord had given the ‘go ahead,’ and called Dany. He was, the head of one of better known evangelistic works, in the Holy Land.
“Dany, are you still interested in the outreach?” We had been discussing it for some months.
“Yes,” he relied. “ I am willing to pay half the cost of the dinner!”
The meeting ended on a high note. Many made decisions to give their lives to Yeshua. The life testimony of Avi Cohen, had touched hearts. Tears flowed, as he shared how Yeshua had saved him from personal pride, and his belief that as a Jew, he was in right standing with God, through natural birth and, doing good works.
It was getting towards midnight. The last of the guests, were making their way out of the hotel. I had to settle the outstanding debt. Each person had enjoyed a well prepared meal; a four- course meal.
“Dany!” I exclaimed beaming with joy. “Many thanks for your help! I would like to settle the bill. Could you please give me the money?
Dany gazed into my eyes.
“I am sorry, but I do not have any money. You will have to get it from someone else!”
I was shocked. I stood alone in an expensive hotel lobby, knowing that I owed a lot of money. I had no idea how I could pay off the debt. Not, within twenty four hours!