“You have got to be kidding!” was my reply to the Lord when He said He wanted me to finish my basement making it into a guest house.
How exactly I was going to accomplish that feat was beyond me. It takes money, lots of money to convert a full size basement into living quarters with kitchen, bath, bedroom, and living room. He wants a whole house down there! “Come on, Lord. I can’t afford that!” “Trust Me” was His reply.
Through references I found an amazing contractor who was willing to work with me step by step. When the jack hammer began tearing through the house foundation
I walked around with ear muffs and really began to wonder if I had really heard right. Was it really the Lord telling me to do this?
Floors were being demolished,
walls put up, plumbing run.
With the constant banging of hammers, jack hammers rattling windows, and saws buzzing I couldn’t help but wonder if my peace and quiet would ever return.
Then I ran out of money. The piggy bank ran dry!
“Now what, Lord?” I asked. Again His reply was, “Trust Me.” But everything came to a stand still. With profuse apologies to my contractor I had to wait for a financial miracle.
Ohhhh but God is faithful. When He calls us to do something He is faithful to supply whatever it is we need. I needed money! Lots more money!
Opening my mailbox I flip through the mail and groan. Bills, bills, and more bills. But wait, what’s this? Quickly opening the envelope I find a letter stating a relative that went to be the Lord recently has left me a monetary inheritance. Call the contractor!
We’ve been working for months and now when things start coming together and looking like there’s light at the end of the tunnel, the piggy bank runs dry again! No more hammering or saws buzzing. All is quiet in the basement. I’m disheartened, frustrated, and ready to throw in the towel and be content with what has been accomplished so far. I pray, “Lord, I have no idea where the money for this is going to come from. I know You have been providing but….”
It doesn’t sound like much faith and each time I cry out to Him He understands. I’m the type of person that when I start something I want to get it done and rejoice in the end product. This project is truly testing my need to see the end product.
I have gotten where I hate going to the mailbox. I expect bills, bills, and more bills but today I can once again skip and jump. Instead of having to pay Uncle Sam at tax time, which I always seem to have to do, I’ve gotten a large refund. “Trust Me” takes deeper roots and the construction continues. I’ve bought my paint and as a way of saving money I begin painting.
I’ve chosen my floor covering and with great pride I begin to start installing it myself. Slowly and with great pains I have had to trust the Lord with the finances I need. When the piggy bank runs out I look heavenward and wait for the next bank account infusion. He never failed!
Almost one year to the date of the first nail hammered the basement is complete.
Kitchen, dining room, large pantry, living room, library, bedroom, full bath, laundry room, furnace room with storage. Walking from one room to the next I can hardly believe that this impossible project is done and I’m anxiously awaiting my first guests. In the natural I saw no way possible to do what the Lord called me to do but, but when the Lord said, “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me” (Phil. 4:13) He wasn’t kidding!
“Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” Phil. 4:6-7
Author Sue Cass
Blessings to you 🙂