“I never thought I would lose my home, but after sinking my savings into a failed business, I was coming dangerously close. As my bank account dwindled, I wrote fervent messages to God in my prayer journal: Lord, please help me find peace. You say You’ll supply our needs, but I’m still terrified I won’t have enough.
“One afternoon while I was out applying for jobs, I noticed a beautiful rag doll on display in an antique shop’s window. I didn’t have $20 to spend on a doll—I didn’t even have anyone to give it to, but something tugged at me. In fact, the feeling was so strong that I went in and bought it despite my own protests. God, surely I’ve lost my mind! I prayed as I walked out with the bag, feeling regretful.
“Halfway to my car, I decided to take the doll back, but as I turned around I ran right into a little girl. ‘Are you okay, honey?’ I asked, noticing she was weeping. Just then, her mother walked up and took her hand. ‘We lost her favorite doll and I can’t afford a new one right now,’ she explained, sorrow and shame flashing across her face.
“Suddenly, my heart soared and I reached into the bag and pulled out the rag doll. ‘I was just looking for a new home for this sweet dolly,’ I said, handing it to the little girl. She beamed and kissed it while her mother’s eyes filled with tears. As I hugged them both, I felt my heart fill with the Lord’s presence. Financial worries or not, I knew in that moment that with Him, I’d be okay…come what may.”
—Maggie Johns, 52, Bakersfield, CA