Couple quick cool stories about how God has really been good to me.
First story: there is another YWAM base along the sunny coast that has been spending the past 2 weeks here in Byron for the last segment of their outreach phase. Very diverse group with some cool characters in it. Anyway, Sunny Coast base has some cool shirts that their students wear with their website on a sleeve and REVOLUTION on the front, only the letters ‘EVOL’ are backward and in red to spell love. I’ve always liked them and especially the one that melissa was wearing because it was pink and had the outline of Australia on the back, it was just heaps good. 
Well, this week was their last week before going home for debriefing so last monday our DTS and everyone from the Sunny Coast outreach team got together and put our names in a hat. Everyone drew a name and the only rule was that by the deadline at dinnertime, we were supposed to bless this person. Some people talked to the person they drew before planning their blessing and some just did it. a couple people gave favorite snacks and one girl washed her person’s feet!
I wasn’t sure what to do so while i was thinking, melissa pulled me outside to talk. She said ” uh… God told me to give you my shirt… do you even wear pink?” my jaw flippin hit the floor! so i told her the little story about my plan to make my own and how i especially liked hers, but then i told her the best part… i NEVER voiced that idea or the fact that i liked her shirt to ANYONE… cool huh. so God knows my inner thoughts. thats a little scary actually, but what a cool way to prove it.
Next story: wednesday i recieved a cashier’s check from my parents to be deposited in my account here in Australia. i opened this account with the idea of transferring all my funds from home into it so i could pay for school easier. long story short, nothing has worked out by wire so i got my parents to send this check. but when i got to the bank i was told they couldn’t deposit it either. basically there is stuff that gets lost in translation from american banking to australian banking what with routing numbers in one country and swift codes, yadda yadda. anyway, she said she couldn’t do it because it was over the amount she was allowed to process without approval from my bank. which means she had to send it back to the states to get approved and have them send back the money by wire i think, the whole process incurring up to at least $75 in charges to be taken out of my check. oh. and it takes 2 weeks at the quickest. so all my money is in this check which means i have extremely minimal amounts on my card i.e. i have no money. so i start crying in the bank… when does this story get good you ask?? well, as i was crying i told God that He could have this situation because there was nothing i could do about it and that He had to provide for me since He’s the reason i’m here. anyway, my teller ends up being a member of the church i go to called eastgate and she knows all about YWAM. she was tryin to tell me something confidentially but i didn’t hear her so when she nodded her head so did i. she left and came back with a piece of paper and told me to go to the other teller because she wasn’t allowed to process it. i was confused so i looked at the paper… she took money out of her personal account and just gave it to me to help me out til i get my stuff over. no questions, no strings. she just gave me a chunk of money! i couldn’t believe it!! Praise God! i still don’t know about my other money, but i know that even if it never gets here that i should trust God to figure something out for me… i’m completely blown away. thank you God
