The Power of a Hamburger
It was a time of great frustration. I was depressed because of my current situation. I was in my early twenties, in debt, alone, and making just over minimum wage. I really didn’t like the job I had either. I was working in a pipe manufacturing plant and I would come home smelling like oil. At this particular time there really wasn’t anything in my life that was positive. It seemed like there was no way my life could get any better.
To make matters worse I was invited to join two of my cousins in traveling to Europe. What an opportunity for adventure, but there was just no way I would be able to afford the trip.
I had finally reached my frustration point. I got into my car and just started driving. I would like to say that I was praying, but really I was mad at God. I had been in church since I was four, but it seemed like God was no where to be found.
I parked under a theater’s marquee sign. As I sat there looking at my life feeling hopeless and alone I cried, hit my steering wheel, said some things to the Lord. One of the things that I distinctly remember saying in my anger was, “I’m supposed to be a child of God and I don’t even have enough money to buy a hamburger!”
I left the parking lot and proceeded to the next stop light when I heard a horn honk. There sat Freddy, a guy I worked with. He actually lived in a town about 20 miles away, so it was strange to see him. I rolled down the window and he asked me what I was doing. I told him that I was just out driving around and he responded, “Let me buy you a hamburger!” I literally had to fight to keep from bursting out in tears. The goodness of God was so overwhelming to me. For the next hour I enjoyed some good fellowship and a hamburger.
What a powerful lesson the Lord taught me from 2 Corinthians 4:18 how that what we see is only temporary. In the miracle of the hamburger, the Lord showed me that we are never alone and He is always able to provide, even in the small things.