The timing chain went out on Billy's car last week. It took almost every bit of money we had to buy parts and supplies for it. I knew we wouldn't do without anything major, the bills are paid and we have a kitchen full of food, but I suddenly refused to be short on money. Everytime the thought that the little bit of money we had wouldn't last until payday entered my mind, I simply said, quietly but firmly, "There will be enough." Last night I got in from work and Billy was absolutely stir crazy from being cooped up in the apartment. We took our last three dollars and went out for coffee. As I left that last dollar for the waitresses tip, I said it again. "There will be enough." My paycheck wasn't due to be direct deposited until Wednesday but this morning when Billy checked the account, it was there. There was enough.
Now, if I could just get Billy to see that. I understand why he has such a pessimistic outlook. His early years taught him that things were going to go wrong. Now, he draws it too him with his thoughts and words. Then, when they do go wrong he figures God is punishing him for something. The new timing chain is on the car and works perfectly, but there is a leak from the water pump. For the second time. He put new gaskets in and the leak that was in the right port stopped. Only to be replaced by a leak in the left port. Once again, "God is punishing me." Maybe, just maybe, this time he will let go of his pessimistic attitude and it will work.
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