At the Jplus Architects Christmas party, I got $150 cash in a gift exchange. A fifty dollar bill, and a hundred dollar bill. I assumed God was giving me some extra money to cover expenses.
Since my car had recently been stolen, it wasn't as easy to get down to the back to make a deposit. So I didn't. The money sat in an envelope on my desk for several days. One evening, I finally put it in my wallet, intending to deposit it when I next stepped out to run errands. Never quite made it to the bank, and in my wallet it stayed.
I made a small purchace at a local store, and asked if they could break a hundred. Nope. Oh, well. Just checking. Various other little expenses came up, and the fifty slowly disintegrated. Easier to break.
Upon realizing one morning that I didn't have enough change to ride the bus, I stopped by the Schools Credit Union ATM on the ARC campus, to see if it would take my Wells Fargo card. It did. Got a twenty out, and wondered if I should go ahead and make the deposit from that ATM. Uncertain of how that would work, I didn't. The $100 bill sat in my wallet.
That day, a friend called me up. Had an expense to cover, and the friend who had promised to loan him the money had fallen through.
He asked to borrow $100.
I smiled.
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