God is a Husband to the Widow
After my husband passed away July 2004, I had the
opportunity to retire so after all I went through with my husband’s illness for
fifteen years; I made my plans and set my goal for 2008. My daughter, Rebecca – my third child, was
attending Chattahoochee Technical Institute and was the only one living at home
with me at the time. I recall while
driving to work one morning (I had a 1996 Ford Taurus, original owner) noticing
that my car’s odometer was about to turn to all sevens. It was somewhere around 76,896 and I said a
simple little prayer in my heart to the Lord, something like: “Lord,
let me see or notice when my car’s odometer turns to all sevens, as that is
your number. Please let me notice it
when it happens!”
A few weeks later while I was eating lunch with
Rebecca at McDonald’s in our car, I had completely forgotten this simple (non-life threatening) prayer request –but God had not! I happened to see my odometer read: “77,777”
and was so excited that the Lord remembered such a silly little thing for me, I
just had to tell Him! But the most
exciting surprise He had for me was my car’s odometer died right there at:
“77,777”! Each time I saw it I felt it was His signature that He was now “A
husband to the widow and a father to the fatherless”.
Also, each time I had my car serviced or inspected
for emissions sticker – tag renewal, the mechanics would comment about such a
unique number for an odometer reading! I
had the joy of telling how the Lord’s signature was upon my car, taking care of
us.
I had the opportunity this year (2015) to donate my
car, after 19 years of driving it (that’s great for a Ford!) to our church’s
outreach pastor, who had it painted, fixed up (our Sunday School Class put new
transmission in it) and was given to a little college girl. This little story of God’s provision and
answer to the simplest prayer was placed in the glove box, for her to realize
and hopefully, remember and continue to share each time she notices the odometer’s
“77,777”! 
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