(The other night, I was watching CBN when I heard the speaker talk about, “Feed My Sheep.” Amazing that God also told me, “Feed My Sheep” many years ago, and so I looked for this write up.)
“The Million Dollar Lawsuit” by Reva Wallace-Moore
I was at work one afternoon when my husband, Edwin Wallace called.
“I wrecked my van today and it was my fault,” Edwin said.
Edwin had just opened his business and was driving his work van. While making a left turn, he ran into an old Chevy. He continued his story: “The occupants of the other car came out. They seemed normal. Then they ran to a pay phone to call the cops (there were no cell phones then). Soon after, both occupants came back to the scene. They laid down on the shoulder of the road. The cops came, and I got a ticket.”
A few months later, our insurance company contacted us. The couple involved in the accident had hired the best lawyer in town. We were being sued for a million dollars! Because we had just started the business, our insurance covered only one third of what they were asking for. We were told we’d be served the papers soon. I started to pray for we could lose everything, including our house. “God, please help us!” I begged God nonstop almost every day.
As I was doing laundry one afternoon, I pleaded with God again. I needed peace and I needed to get some type of assurance from Him. I had tears rolling down my face when I heard a soft, audible voice say: “Feed My sheep.” I knew then, Jesus had heard me. (At that time, I was personally sponsoring several poor college students in the Philippines. A big part of my salary and my overtime money went directly to the Philippine colleges to help the students.)
I was at work again when my husband Edwin called. “I have bad news! The deputy came and served us our papers. We are getting sued.” Then he paused. “But you know what’s strange? The information on the papers were typed wrong. The names and addresses are mixed up. The papers showed that the couple who filed the lawsuit live in our address. And we live in theirs.”
I held my breath while listening to the bad news and suddenly, I had peace. I remembered what I heard in the laundry room a few days back. “Feed My sheep.” Mixed-up paperwork? God, are you telling me everything will be OK? I tried to console myself.
“So, what is going to happen now?” I asked Edwin, my sudden fear had subsided a bit.
“I handed the papers back to the deputy. I showed him the mistakes. He left, quite upset and confused. He shook his head and said, ‘You are still being sued. I am coming back with the right papers.’”
“God, did you let the mix up happen? Is this how you are answering us?” I asked Jesus in my mind.
For several months, we continued to pray, for the deputy could come back with the right papers anytime. I continued to plead with Jesus. A whole year passed. I was fearful to ask Edwin whatever happened to the lawsuit papers, but one day, I finally asked. Edwin said, “They couldn’t get the paperwork straight. And since a whole year had lapsed, the lawsuit was thrown out of court.”
We gave prayers of thanks to the God of heaven who took care of our huge problem.
Matthew 21:22 “If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer.”
John 21:17. “He saith unto him the third time, ‘Simon, son of Jonas, lovest thou me?’ Peter was grieved because he said unto him the third time, lovest thou me? And he said unto Him, Lord, thou knowest all things; thou knowest that I love thee. Jesus saith unto him, ‘Feed my Sheep’”
NOTE: The “Feed my sheep” voice was also the basis of my volunteer work to start “Adopt a Minister International” and “Help the Needy, Inc” six years later – Year 2000. To God be the glory!