That night at the altar, God brought to my mind the car issue. That man had thirteen hundred dollars of my money, and I wanted it. I had not forgiven him. As I stood there in the altar, God brought this to me, and I said to God, “I forgive him. I absolutely forgive him. That is gone from my life, and if they brought me that money, I would give it back to them.
This is a story that is almost unbelievable. These people were not in the church that night, and I had not seen them for months. But as I stood in that altar, the wife of that man came into the church, handed me an envelope with thirteen one hundred dollar bills in it, and said to me, “This is the money we owe you. God has dealt with us.”
But I had just told God that if they gave it to me, I would give it back.
I went to the car with her and gave it to the man, and told him how God had dealt with me. I did not know He was dealing with them. The money meant nothing to me. What mattered to me was that God showed to me that there was still this spirit of bitterness in me restricting this flow of Christ’s life. That night deliverance and victory came as I confessed and obeyed this great God.