Friday a few weeks ago at work (Ford Motor Company), I had lunch with our Thursday lunchtime Bible Study leader, Carol T (omitting her last name – she's concerned about revealing the drug problem of the woman in this story). She had been asking for donations for girls clothing, girls shoes, an extra bed. So I wanted to find out what the full story was.
Carol is a regular volunteer at her son's high school in Michigan, and the counselors have known Carol as a caring volunteer for years. So when the counselors found out that one of their best students, an African American girl, had been thrown out of her house for pointing out to her mother that her mother should give up drugs, they wanted to help the girl find a place to stay. So they called Carol.
Carol told me that she prayed and prayed about it, and complained to God that she didn't want the additional responsibility, and felt like kicking and screaming no. But she said in prayer she felt such a peace about it... a firm, grounded, long-lasting peace... that she knew God was telling her to do it. Carol spends a lot of time praying and listening to what God wants her to do. So Carol took the girl into her home.
For how long? Here's what Carol told me: "God knew when to bring her to me. God will know when she's ready to leave." Now THAT'S faith.
The girl's mother is paying for absolutely nothing. Carol is doing this on her own as a single mother. Yet she said that it's working out well already.
Only someone like Christ could motivate such selfless acts.