Friday, April 11, 2014

The Mattress Story

Whenever I need to be reminded of God's love and faithfulness, I think back to "The Mattress Story". Three years ago, I spent my summer interning with Redeemed Girl Ministries in Houston, Texas. My fellow intern, Rebecca, and I, lived with an incredible woman, Kristen, who generously offered for us to stay in her two extra rooms.

One room, was a fully furnished guest room, and the other had served as a storage room before it had been emptied of it's furniture to make room for our stay. The plan was after Rebecca's internship, she was going to be hired on as full time staff with Redeemed Girl and continue living with Kristen. Since Rebecca would be living with Kristen for at least the next 6 months and I was only going to be there for 8 weeks, I figured I would give Rebecca the fully furnished room and take the empty room. No big deal. 

Well. When I opened the door to my room and realized that there was only a cot with a foam mattress on top, I immediately regretted my decision. You see, I had just had major back surgery, a lumbar discectomy, a few weeks before arriving in Houston and I was concerned that sleeping on a foam mattress might not go so well.

I know, I should have just asked Rebecca to switch with me, I'm sure she would have given up her bed immediately, but my pride got in the way. Instead, I didn't say a word and decided I would just tough it out. I chastised myself for being ungrateful when there are so many people who don't even have a bed to lay their heads at night. I remember praying and venting to the Lord about my frustration and disappointment with the bedding situation, but the thought didn't even cross my mind to ask God to do something about it.

One evening, only a few days after arriving in Houston, I came home and opened my bedroom door to find a full sized bed frame and mattress set! As my eyes settled on the beautiful new bed, my jaw literally dropped. I stood there in amazement and confusion. Where had this bed come from?! Wait, I thought, did I say something to Kristen about the cot? I couldn't remember mentioning anything to her or Rebecca, or anyone for that matter. I didn't want to complain to my hostess or seem ungrateful. It seemed as if the bed had fallen from Heaven!

When Kristen returned home from work that evening, I asked her where the bed had come from. She said that one of her friends, Joe, knew she had an empty room that could use a bed. Joe's neighbor had offered him the mattress for free, so Joe decided to take it to give to Kristen! He had no idea about my situation. The Lord had heard the desires of my heart. The thought hadn't even crossed my mind to ask Him for a better bed, but God knew exactly what I needed, without me even thinking to ask for it!

That night, laying in my wonderful, new bed, I was overwhelmed by the goodness of God. That He would care enough for me, for my back, to give me a bed. He didn't have to do it. I didn't even ask Him for it. But in His grace, He provided abundantly more than I could ask or imagine!

Whenever I remember that story, I'm reminded of God's love for me and the simple fact that He knows and He cares. The God of the universe knows where I lay my head at night. He cares about my health. He knows my wants and desires, and He cares about my pain. He loves me deeply, and gives good gifts. He's a good Dad. Take comfort, knowing that He knows your heart's desires and He cares for you.


So if you sinful people know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your heavenly Father give good gifts to those who ask him.- Matthew 7:11 NLT