Sawyer quietly left the house, careful not to let the screen door slam. He took a deep breath of the cool, crisp air as he walked down the clay road. He was definitely fretting over his life. His mind started to drift as he began kicking stones. In his mind, each stone represented a frustration in his life. He kicked one that went over the small ditch. That was for my job I lost two weeks ago. With the economy the way it is, who knows when I will find another one. The next one went sailing through the air, landing further than the first. The second stone represented his wife’s test results she’d received six months ago. What am I going to do without her? Sawyer fell to his knees and wept.
When he arrived back home, his wife, Jackie, asked him to go to the store. He didn’t dare grumble until he reached the gate. How can I tell her we are almost out of money?
At the store, Sawyer collected the items on Jackie’s list and went to the register.
The clerk placed the few items in a bag. “That will be $17.86.”
Sawyer reached into his pocket and pulled out the one and only twenty he had and handed it to the clerk.
“Have a great day, sir.” The clerk said, as he handed Sawyer his change and the plastic bag.
“Yeah, thanks.” Sawyer hung his head and walked out the door. He approached his old brown truck. “Glad you still run, Brown.” Sawyer rested his head on the steering wheel. The tears started to flow freely. How I am going to take care of Jackie with no job? Why does she have cancer? I just don’t know what to do.
Sawyer lifted his eyes and saw a big white sign shining in the sunlight. The word, “GRRR!” was in big, bold letters. Before he knew it, he found himself walking towards the sign. As he got closer, he could read the rest of the sign.
Are you having a Grr! time? If so, remember this…
Sawyer stood there in awe. Why was God talking to him, now? He was very angry with God and hadn’t stepped foot in church since Jackie got sick. Sawyer was finally broken as he started to sob.
A man walked up to him and asked, “Can I help you, sir?”
“I’m not sure anyone can help me.” Sawyer wiped his face and sat on the wooden bench beneath a maple tree. The man sat beside him and introduced himself as the pastor of the church. They talked for quite a while. Sawyer just let everything flow out that had been bottled up for six months. The pastor gave him some advice and offered his assistance if ever needed anything.
“Thank you for listening to me. I really need to get home to Jackie. She is probably wondering what happened to me.”
“I would love to meet her. It would be wonderful to have you both come Sunday morning for services.”
“I will talk to her and let you know. Thanks, again.” Sawyer shook hands with the pastor and left.
The next Sunday, Sawyer and Jackie walked up the brick steps of the church. They were greeted by the pastor and his wife. They felt at home. It was amazing how the love of God filled their hearts. They left the services feeling more at peace than they had in a long time.
Sawyer was also approached by two different gentlemen with contacts for work. God was truly amazing!
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