John is usually a very happy man with a beautiful wife, two children who love and adore him, and they just moved into their beautiful dream home. Life does not look like it could be any better, but today is different. Something is wrong. There is not the usual spring in his step and he looks depressed.
Diane is watching him from the front window as he moves slower than normal out of the car. His movements seem to be automatic as if he has had a shock. With shoulders slumped, he nearly drags his briefcase into the house.
“Sweetheart, are you all right?”
John looks up into her big brown eyes. His voice cracks as he mumbles.
“I . . . I was laid off today.”
“What? Oh, no! How could that happen, they love you at CCY Industries.”
“I thought so too, but they had to make cuts.”
Diane’s long eyelashes sweep her cheeks trying to keep tears from escaping as she walks over to the window.
“Judy, across the street, called me today and told me that Jim was laid off. David, down the street lost his job, and Kenneth Bailey lost his yesterday. They’re dropping like flies all around us – and now us. John, what’ll we do?”
“I’ve been praying about it all the way home and some scriptures came to mind. They were Malachi 3:10 and Psalms 91:7. Get the Bible, honey, let’s see what they say.”
Diane dashes off to find her Bible. Malachi 3:10 sounds familiar to her, but she cannot quite remember it.
“Here it is. It says, ‘Bring all the tithes into the storehouse, that there may be food in My house, and try Me now in this, says the LORD of hosts.’
“Oh, look, in verse 11 it says, ‘And I will rebuke the devourer for your sakes.’”
Diane looks at John intently. He lowers his head even more.
“We haven’t been tithing for a while now. There were so many bills, and we were waiting until we had spare money. I feel so stupid for neglecting God. We know that He doesn’t give us His, leftovers. No wonder Satan stole my job.”
“What do we do now?”
“Malachi 3:10 is the verse that came to me on the way home. I think God is trying to tell us that we haven’t done our job. We spent His tithe on ourselves.”
“But we had bills.”
“We made the bills. There is no one to blame but us.”
“But . . . but.”
“Here it says, ‘try Me now in this.’ Are you up for an experiment? Are you willing to test God’s Word?”
Diane is deep in thought thinking about the bills and how they would manage to tithe at this point.
“Wait. What about the other scripture He gave you.”
“Here it is, Psalm 91:7 says, ‘A thousand may fall at your side, and ten thousand at your right hand; but it shall not come near you.’ What was it you said when I first got home? Something like, “they’re dropping like flies all around us . . . .”
“Oh, yes. I see now how we missed it. John, we have to tithe right now. That money is not ours, it belongs to God, and we’ve been stealing from Him. We have to pay Him back even if we have to take it out of our savings.”
“I agree, sweetheart. Let’s start right now, come with me to figure out what we owe.”
In the office, they look at the ledger. They scan items and numbers. Diane’s eyes are big. John is beginning to perspire even more.
“Wow, I didn’t realize we were spending so much of God’s money on ourselves.”
“Oh, John, do you think He’ll forgive us?”
“Of course He will. He always forgives us when we ask.”
Diane gives a sigh of relief knowing they are about to correct their wrong. She slides down on John’s lap, puts her head on his shoulder and breathes in the fragrance of the man she loves. Strangely she feels that everything will be all right.
“I love you, John.”
“I love you too, sweetheart, now help me to write this huge check for what we owe God before I chicken out.”
As John begins writing the check, the phone rings. It is John’s company offering him not only a job, but a promotion.
“Oh, John, an experiment with God’s Word always works for our good.”
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