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Moving to Australia, a big country and a land where food is plentiful One day as I was digging out some baby apricot trees I had grown from seed, God told me we would be moving from the place we lived in to the edge of the city. He spoke to me again on a number of occassions through the verses in Deuteronomy 8. God was going to bring us to a place where we would lack nothing and we needed to take care that in our plenty we would not forget the Lord our God, but know that it is He who gives us the power to become rich. I could not imagine that I would ever forget God. I had planted a fig tree and twice the wind came and tore the branches off, but each time it grew back more vigorously than before. The third time there was only a stump left and I thought it would die, but it didn't. So I transplanted it, but the place I planted it, beside the spa pool, was too small. There was a lot of building rubble around the roots and it soon died. I felt sad about the tree. I had had two car accidents and I felt that my life was like the tree. I prayed that God would never let me die like the tree but plant me in a big place. One day my husband Peter saw an advert for an auction in a street on the city boundary, on a street we had previously tried but failed to buy on. There was no time to preview the house so I went down to bid on it. It was pouring with rain, which I thought was a good thing for us as the whole place was flooded. This I thought would be very off putting and as it turned out, not many people turned up. I won the bid and had enough for the deposit as I had just been given $10,000 from ACC for the pain and suffering caused by the first car accident. We rented it out for a year or so then moved into while renovating it. It wasn't long before our assets had doubled in value. My husband had been in the "right place at the right time" to hear about buying a piece of council land that he was able, with a colleague, to develop and rent. God had said that he would double our wealth, and He had. God began to speak to me again about moving to a country He would show me. It was a good land with gushing springs, where food was plentiful and we would lack nothing (Deuteronomy 8:7-8). We began to think about places to retire to. I wanted to be near a university center and Peter wanted to be near water. He wanted a place with a boat. The words "sell what you have, and give to the poor...... and come and follow me." disturbed me. I didn't like the idea and thought Peter would never agree to doing that, so I decided it was not what God was telling us. Why would God double our wealth and then tell us to sell it all? I had another car accident and felt even more like the fig tree. I prayed again that God would plant me in a big place. I had a dream that I was walking up a steep hill and I heard a voice behind me saying "Only a little more (up the steep mountain/hill) and you will see the land" and I looked out over a place covered in trees, and I was thinking it was the promised land. The trees were not like the forests of New Zealand. The individual trees could be seen. Twice I dreamt of the same hills. A business venture caught Peter's attention and we went to Surfers Paradise in Australia to check it out. I saw a sign saying "big Country" and thought that Australia sure was a bigger place, but the trees were sparse, not like what I had dreamt. Although I was not happy about the business I was not well and thought Peter must know best. Peter even told the owner that I thought he was trying to rip us off, which was what happened. The owner lied about many things and we ended up losing most of our assets and gaining some debts. I remembers the wied about "selling what you have" and "giving alms" and thought it would have been better if we had sold everything and given to the poor rather than lose it all like this. It was a difficult time with Peter living in Australia alone until we had enough money for the rest of the family to go over - 8 months later. But God did many miracles in the area of providing for me. Peter was very depressed and down to his last $5 when his brother who was living in Canberra invited him to live with them until he could get back on his feet. He moved and almost immediately received many high paying job offers. He had the GST skills needed for a country that had was introducing it. It wasn't long after this that the rest of us were able to join him and we began paying back the debt we had fallen into. In the first week, I received a card from a Christian friend Shirley, who lived in Australia. She said she kept thinking she must write to me because I might move. My change of address card arrived and she said it “could have knocked her over” as she realized that what she had been thinking was what was happening. The card she sent had the words, “Australia the Big Country” on it! She would have been even more bowled over if I had written back to her telling her that her choice of cards was indeed inspired by God and if I had told her the reason why I knew it was! Sadly I didn’t get around to it.
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