A while ago my credit card, that I use to pay for my online Christian therapist, was shut down due to suspicious online activity and I was alerted through voice and text messages. I was super busy. I forgot to call the call back number.
But when my therapist emailed me asking if I could fix my credit card issue so we could still have our weekly session I figured I better get to it.
NO, I hadn’t charged hundreds of dollars to Walmart.com the day they shut my card down. And yes, the charge to my therapist should be allowed.
The fraud department said they would mail me a new card with new numbers.
After the card came I went online to activate it (in the past I’d always called a number on the new card for activation–but there were only website instructions this time).
As I registered my account (I’d never set up an online account for that card) I saw there were several thousand dollars in cash back rewards that had accumulated (I’ve had the account for many years and had forgotten it had cash back rewards). I applied the dollars to my account. Now I can either go on a shopping spree or have free therapy for quite a while.
As an added bonus, it always bothered me that the security number on that particular card was 666. The new security number I just received has prophetic significance to scripture and denotes God at work. MUCH BETTER than the universal symbol of satan.
In summation: there was an attempted breach, but nothing was actually stolen from me. Then God revealed that I had some hidden money coming to me. And, to top it off: I no longer carry around a card in my wallet stamped with 666.
I wrote two days ago about a minister I follow calling Kavanaugh’s accusers harlots in his blog. I was really troubled, saddened, and grieved the loss as I am not sure I can continue to listen to his messages. Listening to his sermons got me through many dark days when the PTSD hit. My BHH didn’t understand it as he is a fiery type of preacher but his tell-it-like-it-is truth telling was soothing to me and I often fell asleep (the rest was needed). Eventually we started listening to his sermons together and we both learned a great deal from him. Ordinarily I listen to his Wednesday night youtube sermon on Thursday afternoons while I am running errands.
Yesterday I played Bible audio from http://www.biblegateway.com on my weekly trip. I was able to listen to the entire Book of Galatians and Ephesians while driving. I don’t have space here to share how much those two epistles spoke to me. Far more than the sermon I listened to on last week’s errand-run.
My family of origin is a mess. I’ve written about it prior. There was another attempted breach into my life a while back and I’ve realized that if I run into one of them I cannot so much as be civil to them. I need to keep no contact and treat them as the enemies they have proven themselves to be.
One of the reasons I have waffled and gone back to civil contact is because it just seems so very lonely to live life cut off from your birth family. And the guilt. So much guilt. But I have busted through a lot of shame and the guilt has lifted a great deal now. There is some lingering fear; but I am learning how to trust and walk through that.
Then last night my BHH came home from a business trip with two bags of treats for me. He was only gone a day and I have no idea how he found time to find such perfect pick-me-up items. I truly believe that God made up for my childhood by giving me such a husband.
I know, from these experiences, that God is protecting me and restoring me. I am hoping to trust, in the future, that when God allows an attempted breach, or something to be taken away, He replaces it with something even better.