Today’s tale is this…
I’ve been raising funds to go to France (a whole other story!) for what feels like forever (and a whole other story there too!). Today was decision day – the Irish Council were meeting to decide if I had enough support in place to get the go ahead. Ideally, monthly support levels would be at 100% but it is a recognised fact that people often sign up once they hear news from the actual field, so it was said that if I had 85%, the director would recommend that they’d let me go, if I had 80% he recommend they’d think about letting me go.
So momentum has been gathering and prayer has been mounting etc etc. The total on Friday was 80%, Saturday 82%, Sunday 83.5%… Creeping up, creeping up! Friday’s prayer request was that we’d get 3 gifts of £25/month to bring us up to the desired 85%.
Then Monday came.
The discovery that some of the gifts I had counted as non-gift aided actually would receive gift aid, plus news of another few monthly gifts meant that my total shot up to 87%!!! Incredible news… it felt like a sure thing.
Then Tuesday came.
The discovery that the monthly target was wrong and we actually needed an extra £140/month on top of what we thought. Eugh. Crashed right down to 82%. Its funny how the circumstances change our perspective on a situation!!!
However… and this is the real tale… a matter of hours before the meeting began, our Friday prayer was answered – not by 3 x £25, but by 1 x £25 and 1 x £50! The timing of receiving those forms was down to the wire but above all it was extraordinary.
God is a great story writer.