Faith, or Lack Thereof . . .

So, Saturday evening, while sitting on the couch watching TV and crocheting on a baby gift I’m trying to get completed (so I can send it back home to our former piano teacher who just had her first baby), the left arm (or temple, not sure which it is called) on my glasses broke off. It didn’t just come unscrewed, it actually broke right off.

My glasses are extremely expensive, even AFTER the portion the insurance pays, so I, of course, became very worried (since that is one of my biggest spiritual struggles, after all). You see, I am very aware that our health spending account is just about depleted for this year. In fact, once we pay the bill to the surgeon for my recent surgery, I’m pretty sure it will be completely used up, so there is just no way to replace these glasses at this time. We are still paying off both of the surgeries my husband had in December and January.

Well, on Sunday after morning service, we went to Sam’s Club Optical. Unfortunately, the smallest replacements they had in their spare parts were too big, so they suggested we head over to Wal-Mart Optical, which we did. They DID have the correct size (yay!), and replaced the broken one, although they could not put a matching one on the right side, as the screw holding it in would not turn. They did give it to me though, along with two screws, in case it should come out later. So, while the arm on the left doesn’t match either the front of the glasses OR the arm on the right, at least my glasses will stay on my face now, so I can see, and they didn’t charge me anything at all!

The glasses may not look so great, but they will hold me until we can afford new ones now. God is good, even when we lack faith.