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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Rich (04/26/12)

TITLE: One Royal Assignment
By Dannie Hawley
04/29/12


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“Hey, remember Father God owns the cattle on a thousand hills. It’ll be okay.” My roommate and I were walking towards town, my weekly letter home in hand.

“I know; I’m praying He is on the way to market with one right now. Once we buy the stamp for your letter, that’s it.” Both in our own thoughts, the rest of the journey to town was punctuated only by the cool morning birdsongs in the picturesque, Western Swiss village.

True, we had not even two francs between us; but, on the other hand, we were daughters of the King of Kings, right? Could there be any greater financial security?

Back at the worktable, my thoughts did a quick rewind, remembering just a couple of months ago when, early one morning, I padded down the corridor in a friend’s third floor flat in Northeastern Switzerland. I heard God’s still, small voice speak to me.

“You’ll spend Easter at the Garden Tomb this year.” My hand automatically fingered our one last penny in my jeans pocket.

“Oh, yeah? Would be nice.” Moving over to the window, I smiled at the beautiful fluffy, white snowflakes now falling. Easter was two weeks away.

“Tomorrow you’ll find an envelope on the dining table with 4000 francs. Go to Israel.” And, that’s how the Israel assignment began.

Indeed, we enjoyed Easter service in the beautiful Garden Tomb, but that was just a small part of all we experienced those incredible five weeks. There were two grueling days with that crazy rabbi in a 60’s hippy-style mini-van bumping us all over Israel, along roads others rarely traveled. Can anyone say, “Land mine?” Notebooks were filled with little-known facts shared by military top-brass, well-known rabbis, and politicos as our pens flew hours each day during a special conference. We rejoiced in celebrating Israel’s 40th birthday. We shared their grief over the Holocaust on the Day of Remembrance.

The fact-finding part of the assignment completed, we waited at the Western Wall where our Kingly Father urged us to write what we had seen and heard, then tour America. All with only our remaining five francs?

Abruptly, my reminiscing of weeks passed came to an end with Ann-Lise’s proclamation, “Let’s quit writing; time for lunch!” Soon the ringing doorbell interrupted our search for lunch fixings. Marianne lived about thirty minutes drive away; her infrequent visits were a pleasure.

“How’s the booklet coming? Ready to return to Israel?” Our weeks as journalists for the Lord had yielded so much information about Israel and the people living there. Whittling it down to just 77 pages was no small task.

“Well, as usual, it is hard to cut anything. It all seems essential, or touching, or just plain interesting.” My struggle was familiar to those warm faces smiling back at me.

“Well, I thought of you two this morning when I was in Migros.” She had our full attention. Those joyful butterflies began their fluttering in my tummy in anticipation.

“Uh-huh, staring at the grocery store shelves makes you think of us?” We all chuckled at Anne-Lise’s question. Marianne reached down and lifted up two full grocery bags.

“As a matter of fact, that’s rather how it happened. I went to one shelf after another and heard the Lord tell me to take a kilo of this or a jar of that and, well, here it is.” Anne-Lise found the grocery list she had been adding to as the supplies ran out.

Marianne pulled out one item at a time, followed by a “Check” as Anne-lise crossed it off. When the bags were empty, we all rejoiced that not one item remained on the list.

“Oh, what’s this?” I said as I folded the shopping bag. “There’s still something in this one.”

“Sugar!” Anne-Lise’s eyes shot up as she registered the kilo of sugar in my hand.

“Huh? It wasn’t on the list.” I was surprised to see Anne-Lise laughing, hands clapping, and her feet ready to leave the floor.

“No, it wasn’t on the list because I forgot it! How wonderful that God doesn’t need a list!!”

Besides our daily bread (and sugar), our Kingly Father God provided finances, at just the right moment, to print and distribute hundreds and hundreds of copies of Isaac and Ishmael Today. The plane took us to America and a four-month tour including 26 States, covering more than 13,000 miles. At last, the exciting, 9-month Israel assignment was successfully completed. Haven’t ridden a Greyhound since.


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Author’s Note: This is my true story.


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Marina Rojas05/03/12
What a great testimony to the goodness of God and His generosity to His children with His great riches!
Nancy Bucca 05/03/12
Sounds like a fun trip. It makes me want to go to Israel - bad (regardless of the bumpy ride)!
Pam Ford Davis 05/03/12
An amazing story of how accurate the description of Abraham, to son Isaac. Jehovah Jireh, God provides!

Wing His Words!
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 05/03/12
It's amazing how you can open my eyes to a different world and make me feel like I am right there beside you taking it all in. This is spot on the topic and a beautiful read.
Leola Ogle 05/04/12
I love true stories and this is a very good one. Well written and an enjoyable read. God certainly was Jehovah Jireh to the two girls. God bless!
CD Swanson 05/04/12
What a wonderful story... I simply loved it. The entire piece had me smiling and it touched my heart. Loved it.
Thank you.

GOD Bless~
Genia Gilbert05/06/12
Interesting, good writing, and great testimony to God's faithfulness and goodness. Thank you for sharing this.
Graham Insley 05/07/12
A great story. Probably just me, but I got a bit confused when their friend asked if they were ready to return to Israel, but then they were off to America.

I know the word limit makes it impossible, but I would have loved to know more. A good sign that I was enjoying the testimony.

Well done.
Laury Hubrich 05/07/12
It's very cool how God always takes care of our needs and wants. Thank you for sharing!
Donna Wilcher 05/07/12
Thank you~~Thank you~~Thank you!

I NEVER get tired of hearing how our Father honors those who walk by FAITH not by sight!

And when we do, He supplies ALL our needs, and gives us the delights of our hearts (even sugar) Yes!

I'm here..."laughing, hands clapping, and (my)feet ready to leave the floor" loved that line <3.

Marvelous!
Colin Swann05/07/12
A good, interesting, worthwhile and challenging true account. Very well written - thank you!
Hiram Claudio05/07/12
This was such a wonderful and "rich" testimony to the true "richness" of our Lord. I enjoyed traveling with you and loved how you brought us right back there. Well done!
Edmond Ng 05/09/12
A nicely written testimony of what it truly means by our God shall supply all our needs according to His riches in glory. Thank you for sharing this. God bless.