My Greatest Fear (Part 2)

The vision I mentioned in Part 1  about the long line of children greeting me in heaven happened seventeen years ago. Let’s look at the circumstances and pressures I faced at that particular time.

As I stated in the first section of Part 1, the Holy Spirit directed me to start a paint contracting company, but I was missing a few things, like paint brushes, ladders, truck, truck rack, scrappers, putty knives, management skills, prospective clients, and oh yes – money. In other words, I had nothing.

But I had faith in  God and felt He was able to make it all happen.

In the Spring of 1994, I miraculously received a truck, equipment, and two house painting jobs. I sincerely thought I was on my way to feeding starving children in Africa.

Now, the story becomes a little blurry.

After completing a few painting jobs, I received some prophetic words about working and mentoring young people. And somehow, I believed these words meant I should hire young people to work for my painting company.

So, I took on more painting jobs and hired more people. The painting company prospered and everything seemed to be working out for the glory of God. Then, the painting business slowed down and I had fourteen employees who needed pay checks.

I fasted. I prayed. I cried. I reminded the Lord of the starving children in Africa. I threw everything I could think of toward heaven, hoping something would stick to the throne of God.

At the end of my fast, I had a vision which showed an angel standing in the middle of the bank where my business checking account was located.  I watched the angel hold back checks with his hands until sufficient funds arrived in my account to cover them. This seemed liked my answer from the Lord.

Just so you know: I had three large checks owed me. Plus, I had a backlog of scheduled painting jobs. I just needed to skate on thin financial ice for four or five days at the most.

That night I wrote out 42 checks to suppliers and employees, and mailed them.

The three large checks arrived late and every painting job logged on my books canceled. I had no cash flow and bounced 42 checks. The insufficient funds fees alone ate up whatever cash was in my account. It was a mess!

Parents threatened me. Kids were upset. Police investigated me. Suppliers called at all hours of the day. The man who had heard the cries of starving children in Africa had the reputation and popularity of a snake.

What did I do?

I faced the mess and walked through it one horrendous day at a time. A few painting jobs came my way and I tried to pay back people as much and as fast as I could. I lived with a friend and ate Ramen Noodles often.

Thus, when the vision about the line of children greeting me in heaven occurred in the early months of 1995, I was a shell of my former self. Almost all of my friends were gone. I owed thousands of dollars. My truck payments were three months behind and the light at the end of the tunnel could not be seen by me.

Yet , the pressures and circumstances I faced seemed small compared to not fulfilling my calling and facing that unending line of children.

How did I keep my calling alive in this valley of the shadow of death?

(Continued in Part 3)

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13 responses to “My Greatest Fear (Part 2)

  1. So glad to know I am not the only one who has thrown everything towards heaven only to be hit from behind.

  2. Naphtali,

    As Kenneth Hagin said, “I wouldn’t take a million dollars for my experiences, but I wouldn’t take two million dollars to go through them again.” Thank God for His grace.

  3. Caddo Veil

    WOW, again, Larry. I especially like the part about throwing everything (metaphorically) hoping something would stick to the throne of God. I can see you doing that, truly. God bless you today–sis Caddo

  4. Larry, I was really intensely following this and “blam” to be continued in Part 3. Darn! 🙂 Tee hee
    I went through a similar business venture in the mid 90’s. The rug was pulled and the world disowned me. But, I took a few more steps closer towards God and an increase in faith. I look forward to hearing the rest of your story.

  5. Caddo Veil,

    Thanks. I should have added that my tongue was moving at warp speed during my prayers.

  6. chasingtheperfectmoment,

    Thanks. I was just telling my wife that your blog name, Chasing The Perfect Moment,” is one of the best ones I’ve ever seen. It says a lot in a four words.

  7. Larry, I’m still thinking about part 1 of your story, and now I have more to think about. I guess I’ll have to wait for part three now. I admire your zeal and obedience. Really, all we can do is to obey God and leave the results to him. I think of Elijah, who prayed for drought and lived on food brought by a raven all to set up a wildly successful showdown on Mt. Carmel. Yet he felt like a failure because Jezebel and Ahab didn’t change a bit. I look forward to part 3.

  8. Judy,

    Thanks. I read in a book once where a writer stated, “God loves to make His people into demonstrations of His grace.” From one who has been shaped into a demonstration project, it’s much better to look back at the process years later than to endure it in real time.

  9. Oh my, Mr. Larry. Just reading this has me throwing questions up to God! Those “why” ones! God bless you and all you’ve gone through in obedience to Him. You are teaching us a precious lesson that we need to learn.

  10. Debbie,

    Thanks. I appreciate your encouragement.

  11. Pay attention folks. I was there and now the story really get’s fun. Yee haw.

  12. ephraiyim,

    My favorite story of you concerns our stay at the farmhouse and a mouse. I wanted to kill it and you were against murdering animals. You said that each one glorified God and deserved to live … that is, until your fiancee notified you she wouldn’t visit us anymore unless the mouse died. Then, after a nano second of thinking on your part, you said, “Kill the sucker!”

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