Knowing Him Daily

25.September.2025

Although this testimony is personal to me, it is really not about me at all, it is about Him and His faithfulness. If I had heeded His voice sooner, much heartache could have been avoided.

On the very first day of a conference last June, the pastor preached a message that stirred me deeply. He asked all of us to consider what we wanted God to do in us and through us during the conference, and then he challenged us to sow a sacrificial seed, whatever that looked like to us.

As I sat there, I quietly began conversing with the Father. I checked every single one of my bank accounts right there in my seat, and after accounting for upcoming bills, they were essentially empty. Then I mentally scanned what little I owned of value. A diamond ring came to mind; and while it was costly, I knew immediately it was not a sacrifice as it no longer held any significance in my heart.

Then, in an instant, I saw an image in my mind: my five-year-old pickup truck. My heart briefly sank because I knew. It was the last tie to my former life, the last connection linking me to that twenty-two-year season. And I realized, if I was truly “all in” for Jesus, it had to go.

I hesitated only briefly, but the conviction was clear. The only problem was it had significant hail damage. I could not in good conscience sow it in that condition. That delay turned out to be a blessing, because it slowed me down enough to hear God’s voice clearly: this truck wasn’t to go to an organization or a ministry, but to a specific individual.

When the repairs were finally completed, I released it. On August 22, it left my hands. I only told two people in my hometown because I did not want any unbelief spoken over my choice to obey God, including from myself. With no public transportation available, I depended on those two people for rides or walk. It was humbling, and it stretched me.

More than once I thought about making something happen on my own, even financing another vehicle. But God gently reminded me that this was about trust, Him proving me, and me learning to trust Him. No amount of money I could ever earn, and no person I could ever lean on, would be enough to meet the needs tied to the calling He has placed on my life.

Then came the breakthrough. On Saturday night, September 13, while in Watauga, Texas with my son, I finally opened an email that had been sitting in my inbox all day. It spoke of money that had been placed in a trust over twenty years earlier, and was now ready to be released. The instructions were simple: provide wiring information so the funds could be disbursed.

And the amount? It covered the cost of a reliable, 2021 new-to-me truck. Praise the Lord!

That’s the happy ending. But as Paul Harvey would say, now you’ll “know the rest of the story.”

Over a year earlier, the Father had asked me to sell my truck, not out loud but silently in my spirit. At the time, I could not see how giving up a truck would make any difference. I had so much on my plate and even more in my head. But what I did not realize then is that He wanted my freedom from my past even more than I did. His request was never about a possession, it was about me and my heart. God always knows what we need.

I attempted briefly to sell it, but when it became harder than I expected and nothing happened, I gave up and assumed all would be fine. But that was resistance and would prove to be disobedience. Even delayed obedience and partial obedience are still disobedience. It was not that I was unwilling in heart, it was that I was acting from my own ability and not with the mind of Christ.

In His kindness, God came to me again, at the conference. This time He did not ask me to sell it. He asked me to give it away as a sacrificial seed.

Giving it away felt like stepping off a cliff, but when I obeyed, something inside me shifted. The freedom I experienced was greater than any sacrifice I thought I was making. The heaviness was untied by God piece by piece, and the peace that followed was unmistakable. Scripture says obedience is better than sacrifice, and I can testify that obedience brings blessing.

The Holy Spirit met me in the middle, guiding me, reminding me, and making a way I could not have imagined. The emotional healing and clarity I have now are gifts I cannot fully describe. Looking back, I would prefer to say that I had chosen His plan sooner, but I am deeply grateful that He is patient with me.

Just as an earthly parent longs for their child to thrive, our Heavenly Father longs even more for us to flourish. His instructions are never random — they are rooted in love and aimed at our good.

So let me ask you: Do you see His requests as a loss, or as an invitation to freedom? Has God asked you to release something you have been holding onto?

Lord, help me trust You enough to obey, even when it feels difficult. Thank You that Your plans for me are for my good and never for my harm. Give me courage to surrender anything You ask, knowing You are leading me into freedom.

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Make today count and see you tomorrow.