Generosity

In case anyone doesn't know my family is not very rich. We aren't poor either, I quess what you could say is our entire family has been blessed by God. God has always provided for us is every way and taken care of our entire family's safety and health and he has always provided some way of getting our financial resposibilities taken care of, a.k.a a job or some sort of temporary work. I was just blessed by this because I was watching a tv show about parents that spend a lot of money on their kids. I am talking like over $300,000 for a party not including the new car that they get. I had to laugh. I hope that these parents one day realize that they didn't raise their kids to A. Face reality, or B. Realize that money may not always be so easily accessible. I wonder what would happen to these kids if they lost all of their money and had to get a job at McDonalds.... Doesn't anyone remember that 70 some years ago the depression was very real and that rich people lost their money in literal seconds and then committed suicide? I am very blessed that I don't have that much money to not realize what is important in life. Anyways, I was thinking about money because Chris and I this week had a run in with a severe lack of it. As always God took care of us through the generosity of my daddy, who loves me and understands what it is like to just start out on your own. All of the bills get paid at the beginning of the month, which since we are used to scrapping for the first couple weeks of the month isn't a big deal. We always have enough money for the necessities (groceries, gas, etc.) But this month was different. Chris started school so we needed to buy his books which was almost $500 we couldn't possibly pay this much so my mom let us use her credit card (Thank you God once again) we felt pressured to pay her back as fast as possible so we gave as much money as we could toward the balance. This strapped us for the next two weeks, but we already had groceries all that we needed was to worry about gas. Isn't this always how it happens? We go out to Chris' car early one morning and it won't start. We had just gotten it back from getting fixed not even 2 weeks ago and we had driven it probably six times in that entire amount of time. We get into my car and we are driving to the YMCA and I call my mom to tell her about Chris' car when she tells me that the car we are driving (my car) has been taken off of the insurance and needs a new license plate and tags and that Chris was supposed to tell me all of this last week. Needless to say my mom calls the insurance agent gets me a month more of insurance. This however, doesn't change the situation with the tags and license plate. I am thinking no big deal I can switch over everything from my car. 15 bucks. No problem. Once again my mom calls and tells me that I can't switch anything over from my old car (she must have know what I was thinking) That she had put the title and everything else in Chris' name which would mean that we would need to get everything new.... By this time I wanted to kill Chris for his lack of communication. By this time I am crying and frustrated and throwing things, because we now have no car to get to work.... To make a long story short. My dad looked at Chris' car and put a new battery in it. So we ended up having a car and made it to work. I thank God for parents the help me out in everyway possible as much as they can. He also gave us a blank check in case we would ever need it for groceries or anything... I love my dad. Both my heavenly and my earthly... Not to leave out my mom who paid for Chris' books and got my a YMCA a pass. (and a bathing suit to lap swim with my dad) Thank God generous parents.....