Do you ever have those moments in your life when you are just so full of gratitude and can’t believe how perfectly ordained an event could be? I have had so many of those over the past year that I have started to document them in my writing. They give me goose bumps or “God bumps” as I call them, every time I think of them. Last week I had another one of those special moments.
The story began a few months ago when I started to accept the fact that in order to really tell the story that God has put on my heart to write, that I would have to meet Rosa, the mother of the Spanish foreign exchange student we had in our home two summers ago. I always knew I would meet Rosa face to face. But now God was telling me that it wasn’t just my story to tell. He wanted me to see this from Rosa’s perspective too.
I had no idea how I was going to be able to do this or if Rosa would even be open to sharing that with me. And after all, we do not speak the same language. When I expressed my desire to Rosa, I was pleasantly surprised to learn that she was already learning English. So our goals were totally in sync. Now Rosa is learning English so that when we meet our communication will be unhampered. And I am writing the story from my perspective in preparation to meet with her someday.
Someday ... writing a book is no small task though and I knew (know) that I would need a deadline to keep me moving on this major project. And then there was also the concern about where to get the money. When the sales of Pedro’s CD didn’t materialize like I had hoped, I asked God for an answer. That is when he gave me the perfect response.
One day when I was looking through my jewelry box, I came across my mother’s wedding ring. It was a vintage style white-gold diamond ring from my step-father that she had given me several years ago. I had forgotten I had it. Immediately when I saw it, I felt God give me a nudge to sell the ring. I initially wondered if I’d be able to part with it, but I totally sensed that my mother would be thrilled at the idea. I felt her smiling at me from beyond. She wanted me to go to Spain. She knew how important this trip would be for me. I also knew that selling the ring would be part of this story.
Two months later and the ring still sat in my jewelry box. I knew I would have to get the ring appraised and I started to wear it so that I could drop it off at a jeweler. One day while on an outing with my friend Linda, she noticed the ring and asked me about it. I told her I was selling it to get to Spain. She immediately told me she wanted to buy the ring. I was shocked and only took her half seriously. But the ring fit perfectly on her finger. She insisted that she really loved the ring and wanted to buy it. Linda had just received her Washington State mental health license and wanted the ring to acknowledge this accomplishment. As a single woman she also wanted this ring to signify that Jesus is her husband.
This was just too coincidental to not be a sign from God. The reason I need to go to Spain is because of the healing I received when my mother passed away. The story of this healing is connected with Rosa and with Spain. And now my best friend wanted to buy the ring. I knew my mother would be so happy. The ring wasn’t just going to be sold, it was going to be cherished and worn by my dear friend as a reminder of her love for Jesus.
Now all that remained was the appraisal and selling of the ring. I wanted enough to cover the airfare to Madrid during the peak summer season, but I had no idea of the value of the ring. I prayed about it and released the outcome to God. Last week I took the ring in to be appraised. I was overwhelmed with delight and tears of joy when the ring appraisal covered the cost of my ticket to Spain!
So I can confidently now say that I really am going to Spain. I am planning a trip in the summer of 2013. That gives me one year (that’s the deadline I needed) to write the manuscript—my detailed side of the story. It gives Rosa one year to learn English—and with a little luck I can work on my Spanish a bit too.
What is so cool about this story is that it doesn’t really feel like I gave up my mother’s ring. It feels more like I am investing in my Spanish circle of friendship. My best friend received a ring she adores, she has a connection to my mother and is now a key player in this amazing story that God is weaving across 5300 miles to Spain. And, just like my mother, Linda will be there in spirit with me next summer.
It gives me “God bumps” again just to think about it.