Facebook and other electronic places are sweeping us away from daily things. We can't even to carry a conversation with one another these days. Just when I thought, "enough is enough", I remembered why I choose to spend some of the day on the screen.
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Friday, June 7, 2013
God's Truck
Okay, so I was told to share something that I wasn't very comfortable doing, but here it goes. Some of you know that we purchased a vehicle a little over a year ago and it unfortunately has been in the shop A LOT! In fact, we paid $4500 for the car and spend $3000 in repairs. A good friend of mine was even in the car to witness it's issues (just after picking it up from the shop 24 hours prior). The only thing we could do is let it rot in our yard, while paying insurance on it and me dreaming for a way out of here some days :-( , or selling it to Car Max. This way I would not be paying insurance or looking at it, but still dreaming of a way out of here! :-)
I thought, seriously, that I was going to faint (especially if you really know me) when they told us they would only give us $1700 for the car. But we did it anyway, what else was there to do, right?
The same friend that witnessed the car's cruel behavior suggested after about a week of uncertainty with the van, go online and see if you can get a loan. I replied with "Yeah right, you know what we are going through, right?" I did what she said and low and behold we got a loan, but for a whopping 18%! Really!
By this time, the engine in the van is knocking and we had used some of the money to replace the serpentine belt, back shocks, thermostat, and the front struts. The knocking still continued. I prayed and asked the Lord for peace about a car payment and for so much...
Last Saturday, after Wayne waited patiently for 3 1/2 hours for graves automotive to replace the thermostat and they told us that they would have to keep the van for several days before they could try and diagnosis the knocking sound, we purchased a truck.
I am calling this God's Truck, because God sent the owner of the dealership into my Daddy's life. Daddy called him and spoke with him, telling him "You better do right with my Daughter." :-) Gotta love those over protected Daddy's
Boy did they! They worked it out where the interest was 9% (still high but 1/2 of what the online loan was doing for us), gave us the GAP insurance and a Hitch, and took off $6000 from the cost of the truck so we could get it! Our payment is only $30 different than a used one would be and the program that we are on allows us to trade it in after a year, for a Promised no matter what fixed rate of 1.9% (which will lower our payment by $90!).
Just a reminder that God has it all figured out. He knows that we needed a vehicle and had no earthly person that could or wanted to help us. He is our Abba and provider. I am just amazed at our father. I hope you are blessed and swimming in his abundance today.
I thought, seriously, that I was going to faint (especially if you really know me) when they told us they would only give us $1700 for the car. But we did it anyway, what else was there to do, right?
The same friend that witnessed the car's cruel behavior suggested after about a week of uncertainty with the van, go online and see if you can get a loan. I replied with "Yeah right, you know what we are going through, right?" I did what she said and low and behold we got a loan, but for a whopping 18%! Really!
By this time, the engine in the van is knocking and we had used some of the money to replace the serpentine belt, back shocks, thermostat, and the front struts. The knocking still continued. I prayed and asked the Lord for peace about a car payment and for so much...
Last Saturday, after Wayne waited patiently for 3 1/2 hours for graves automotive to replace the thermostat and they told us that they would have to keep the van for several days before they could try and diagnosis the knocking sound, we purchased a truck.
I am calling this God's Truck, because God sent the owner of the dealership into my Daddy's life. Daddy called him and spoke with him, telling him "You better do right with my Daughter." :-) Gotta love those over protected Daddy's
Boy did they! They worked it out where the interest was 9% (still high but 1/2 of what the online loan was doing for us), gave us the GAP insurance and a Hitch, and took off $6000 from the cost of the truck so we could get it! Our payment is only $30 different than a used one would be and the program that we are on allows us to trade it in after a year, for a Promised no matter what fixed rate of 1.9% (which will lower our payment by $90!).
Just a reminder that God has it all figured out. He knows that we needed a vehicle and had no earthly person that could or wanted to help us. He is our Abba and provider. I am just amazed at our father. I hope you are blessed and swimming in his abundance today.
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
In Loving Memory
Betty Harden
7-9-26 to 5-25-13
It amazes me the people that God has placed in my life. I didn't know Mrs. Betty the way others did, but I know and love her daughter. I do know that Betty loved the Jewish people and was in love with Jesus. Her husband, Paul, and her have left a legacy to anyone associated with them. I had the honor of helping Heidi, her daughter and my very best friend, take care of Mrs. Betty for about 6 months. My children and I went over there almost everyday. She had such a gentle and fun spirit. She even helped us realize that William has a passion for the elderly. He flocks to them. Watching him with my neighbor and with total strangers at the nursing home, is precious.
At the funeral today, the spirit there was of fun and play, not sadness. We know that she is in heaven praising her Jesus and standing with her husband again. I was nervous allowing the children to get attached to her, but it has been a beautiful site. My mom always said, "It is better to have loved, than to never have loved at all." We love you Mrs. Betty. Thank you for sharing your heart to all those around you. Your legacy will be in our hearts until we meet again.
Braden explaining what they were doing at the grave site
Pastor Brent giving condolences
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Mutiny of Excess
I never thought that I was a women of excess. In fact, I believed that I was truly blessed by the things given or purchased very inexpensively over the years to fill our home. I believed that I didn't have a lot, or that I was not a hoarder or a person of clutter. When you walked into our home, you didn't see lots of things on every wall or an over indulgence of furniture every where. Even if you looked into our closet, I believed that we wore the same things all the time and frequently gave to the local thrift shops.
As we started packing to move in December, reality hit me square in the face. I guess you can argue that we didn't intentionally fast from things in our life, but the door was swung open and hard. Every time I went through a section of our home and had to decide what stayed and what went, I began to weep and cry out to the Lord. My heart softened and I realized that the world had been masking my mind. I do have a lot and why? Why do I need to keep thousands of dollars worth of scrapbooking stuff, that at this time I hardly use due to time. The mounds of things to give away from the kitchen, my bedroom, my closet, even under the sinks was unbelievable. Even the loads of garbage, truly things that couldn't be reused was insurmountable The questions that every one that witnessed this purging of my life and heart was, "Can I live without this? Does my life have to have this to work?" This process, though painful, started to open my eyes and before too long, I began to be joyful about it all. I was excited to fill the van to it's capacity 4 times (with no children) from front to back. We even still have another van full to finish carrying off. Prior to all this we had an unsuccessful yard sale and hauled off two trailers and truck fulls, too. So, my plea to the Lord was being heard. To "fit" into our new home, to live comfortably without living around "stuff" and boxes, to minimize our lives to what matters most. In my heart, I believe now that there is a place to give up and not have excess no matter who you are and what you do or do not "have". The Lord wants us to live as he did, giving to the poor and oppressed. Living with less, so that we can be abundantly given more. What does he fill those voids with, not more stuff, but life, joy, and peace.
My prayer today Lord, is actually praise. Thank you for filling the pain of "loosing" everything I held apparently so dear, with Life, Joy, and Peace. You are all I need. You have shown me that my husband, my children, basic shelter, food, clothing is all I need. Thank you for knowing what I need before I even ask for it. I ask that you continue to mold me and shape me into an obedient follower of Christ. I want to make you say, "Well done good and faithful servant." I love you, Abba.
Your Daughter, Amen.
As we started packing to move in December, reality hit me square in the face. I guess you can argue that we didn't intentionally fast from things in our life, but the door was swung open and hard. Every time I went through a section of our home and had to decide what stayed and what went, I began to weep and cry out to the Lord. My heart softened and I realized that the world had been masking my mind. I do have a lot and why? Why do I need to keep thousands of dollars worth of scrapbooking stuff, that at this time I hardly use due to time. The mounds of things to give away from the kitchen, my bedroom, my closet, even under the sinks was unbelievable. Even the loads of garbage, truly things that couldn't be reused was insurmountable The questions that every one that witnessed this purging of my life and heart was, "Can I live without this? Does my life have to have this to work?" This process, though painful, started to open my eyes and before too long, I began to be joyful about it all. I was excited to fill the van to it's capacity 4 times (with no children) from front to back. We even still have another van full to finish carrying off. Prior to all this we had an unsuccessful yard sale and hauled off two trailers and truck fulls, too. So, my plea to the Lord was being heard. To "fit" into our new home, to live comfortably without living around "stuff" and boxes, to minimize our lives to what matters most. In my heart, I believe now that there is a place to give up and not have excess no matter who you are and what you do or do not "have". The Lord wants us to live as he did, giving to the poor and oppressed. Living with less, so that we can be abundantly given more. What does he fill those voids with, not more stuff, but life, joy, and peace.
My prayer today Lord, is actually praise. Thank you for filling the pain of "loosing" everything I held apparently so dear, with Life, Joy, and Peace. You are all I need. You have shown me that my husband, my children, basic shelter, food, clothing is all I need. Thank you for knowing what I need before I even ask for it. I ask that you continue to mold me and shape me into an obedient follower of Christ. I want to make you say, "Well done good and faithful servant." I love you, Abba.
Your Daughter, Amen.
Monday, January 21, 2013
Builders for Christ
As I lay in bed on New Year's Day, I remembered the sweet man that visited us on move in day. As of today, we have suffered through the Flu, a stomach virus, and a job lose. Yep, and it has only been 4 weeks since we moved into Grandmother's house. I asked the Lord that night to remember me, to let the "first of the year" be truly the first of the year that they would call about working on the house. Then on January 2nd, Rendel called at 10 am. He came over that day and we began to plan the work on the ceilings. So amazing. So, we moved out of the house again (which this time everything we own fits into a single car carport).
The work began January 14th. Several men came out, including my friend's brother and by day one all the ceilings were tore out and construction began to restore them. That night, while I was getting ready for bed, I asked Wayne if it was selfish to ask if they could raise the ceiling in the living room. It stood at 6'8" and a little higher would be cool, right. He said that he didn't know and to go with my gut :-) So, the next day Rendel came up to me and asked the same question! This was without me telling him a thing. I know that God reached into his brain and asked him for me.
It's neat to think of the history of the house. My Grandmother lived here for 58 years, plus my aunt and my Daddy lived here their whole childhood. We have heard so many stories over the years. We got to add two to our belts during demolition. One, we found a wick in it's box from a kerosene lantern. Daddy said that it smoked up the whole house and that Grandma had to clean their skin (because it was black as night due to the soot in the air) before they could go to school the next day. Also, the roof still had bark on pieces of wood. Every piece of wood came from the saw mill that was local here.
Now at the end of a long week, where God came to his promise of blessing us and my grandparents/parents, we have beautiful and structurally sound ceilings. We don't have to worry about them falling in on us and they will last for another 60 plus years. The living room is now 7' 6" too. We actually have lights in every room of the house now :-) Rendel is not done with us either. He told us Wednesday and Friday that he is praying for some more work to be done to the house. In his words, "If a man doesn't help others, he just isn't worth anything."
Lord, you have been so good on your word. You gave me steps, I obeyed, and you came good on your promises. I ask that you bless Rendel and everyone that helped this week, even those who came to give them food. I ask that you give him freedom from the heartache of loosing his wife just some short time ago. Lord, continue to mold us into the people that you want us to be. Give us God moments to encourage others and a way for us to spill the beans of your love and compassion for us. Thank you again for this home. I offer it to you and ask that you lead us in a way that my whole family will grow closer to you. You are magnificent and a beautiful creator. You are my friend. Thank you Lord for loving me...In Jesus' name, Amen.
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Changes again...
My blog seems to be a distant source of expressing thoughts these days due to Face Book. As I sit this early morning, I realized that I needed to update our family status and give some more testimony of how God continues to weave a journey for us.
When I came home to be with my children in October of 2011, I knew that we were going to have a tough time adjusting; financially and emotionally. After 6 months, emotionally was over with and financially grew stronger. We made a decision when Anna was born for me to be at home with the kids and to homeschool. Through the years this has been tested, but always God showed us confirmation by caring for us.
During all this time, I sought the Lord for many things and one of them being to be debt free. For our burdens to be lifted and for us to be givers, not receivers. I thank God for the gifts that he gives through other people, but there comes a time in your life in which you want to be able to stand on solid ground and give to others. I, so desperately, want this to be our time.
My grandmother moved out of her house last year and gave the home to my Dad. Daddy tried to rent the house, but with no prevail. I began thinking about downsizing and living below our means, so the freedom that I desired could be achieved. Of course, when I mentioned it to my husband, he just shot it down. What a scary though, right. We would be leaving the home we built together that was the handy work of my father and grandfather. We would also be leaving a very spacious home of 2800 sq ft and entering into a cozy 992 sq ft. Yes, Wayne thought I had lost my mind.
As the months went by, and I continued to pray about these things, I began to hear the Lord tell me, "Obey me and I will bless you". I increased the conversations with my better half even more regarding the switch. I even made a spreadsheet (it's in my nature-Business Major :-) to show the difference in our month expenses. Finally in November 25, 2012, we came to a gut wrenching decision; to put our house up for short sale (due to the economy-our house is worth way less than what we owe) and to rent Grandmother's house. We cried and cried about the decision, but deep down we both knew it was the right thing to do. I then began hearing the Lord tell me to "do this, so I can do my work".
So, for the last month we have purged everything. We have given away 2 trailers (after a yard sale that we had in October, before even knowing we would take this path), 3 completely loaded van loads, and there is still probably about a van load left at the house to give away. I prayed for weeks for the Lord to let all of us fit into such a small space comfortably and peacefully. I do not like clutter and I didn't want to live out of boxes or be living around boxes.
We have moved officially last weekend, and as usual, the Lord has come through. We do fit comfortably. Yes, there is still some adjusting to be done- with 5 people, 2 dogs (labs, I might add), and 2 parakeets. We are not living out of boxes or moving around them. God gave me the ability to release the house and everything in it. It is an amazing feeling actually to let go of things that didn't even belong to me in the first place. I am living by today, not tomorrow or next year. God is teaching me, through this trial, to lean more on him and not on my circumstances. I don't actually feel like this is home, not yet anyway. But I pray that I always know that this house is even His, not mine.
This house has much to be done in it, and this was the most overwhelming part. God knew that and I prayed that he would honor us in our obedience That He would allow us to give back to my parents and grandparents. A total stranger showed up on move in Saturday, Rendal. He is a friend of a friend of mine. He is in charge of Builders for Christ. The Lord brought him for that "giving" I wanted for my parents/grandparents. He promised that he would be back after the holidays to fix the major problems of the house for FREE. Yes, I said it. This is such a confirmation that we were supposed to move. This renovation is not just for us, right now, but for the restoration of my grandfather's handy work. I really believe that this is just the beginning of some answers to our long awaited prayers.
What a blessing it is to have a God that cares about the little things in life. What a blessing it is to have a home to go to; with a roof, heat/air, plumbing, and beds to sleep. God, I want to thank you. Thank you for my family that you have given to me. Thank you for a sense of peace and restoration. Thank you for Rendal and his team. I pray that they can restore the major problems of this house for the future of the home. Lord, I ask that you continue to show us direction and leadership in our lives. We cannot live without you. I ask that you heal our bodies. You know that at this time, I have three sick children. Give them comfort and peace. Give them healing on their bodies. Let them know Lord that the sickness is not going to last forever and that you will protect them. Continue to mold us into your servants. Lord, we want to be more like you everyday. Allow Wayne and I to be the parents that we need to be, so our children will know that you are King of our lives. I pray for blessings on my children's, grandchildren's, and grandchildren's children's lives. Gives us a legacy that leads to you. This day, I give to you. Give me the words to speak and actions to do, to give life to someone else. In your precious son's name, Jesus-Amen.
When I came home to be with my children in October of 2011, I knew that we were going to have a tough time adjusting; financially and emotionally. After 6 months, emotionally was over with and financially grew stronger. We made a decision when Anna was born for me to be at home with the kids and to homeschool. Through the years this has been tested, but always God showed us confirmation by caring for us.
During all this time, I sought the Lord for many things and one of them being to be debt free. For our burdens to be lifted and for us to be givers, not receivers. I thank God for the gifts that he gives through other people, but there comes a time in your life in which you want to be able to stand on solid ground and give to others. I, so desperately, want this to be our time.
My grandmother moved out of her house last year and gave the home to my Dad. Daddy tried to rent the house, but with no prevail. I began thinking about downsizing and living below our means, so the freedom that I desired could be achieved. Of course, when I mentioned it to my husband, he just shot it down. What a scary though, right. We would be leaving the home we built together that was the handy work of my father and grandfather. We would also be leaving a very spacious home of 2800 sq ft and entering into a cozy 992 sq ft. Yes, Wayne thought I had lost my mind.
As the months went by, and I continued to pray about these things, I began to hear the Lord tell me, "Obey me and I will bless you". I increased the conversations with my better half even more regarding the switch. I even made a spreadsheet (it's in my nature-Business Major :-) to show the difference in our month expenses. Finally in November 25, 2012, we came to a gut wrenching decision; to put our house up for short sale (due to the economy-our house is worth way less than what we owe) and to rent Grandmother's house. We cried and cried about the decision, but deep down we both knew it was the right thing to do. I then began hearing the Lord tell me to "do this, so I can do my work".
So, for the last month we have purged everything. We have given away 2 trailers (after a yard sale that we had in October, before even knowing we would take this path), 3 completely loaded van loads, and there is still probably about a van load left at the house to give away. I prayed for weeks for the Lord to let all of us fit into such a small space comfortably and peacefully. I do not like clutter and I didn't want to live out of boxes or be living around boxes.
We have moved officially last weekend, and as usual, the Lord has come through. We do fit comfortably. Yes, there is still some adjusting to be done- with 5 people, 2 dogs (labs, I might add), and 2 parakeets. We are not living out of boxes or moving around them. God gave me the ability to release the house and everything in it. It is an amazing feeling actually to let go of things that didn't even belong to me in the first place. I am living by today, not tomorrow or next year. God is teaching me, through this trial, to lean more on him and not on my circumstances. I don't actually feel like this is home, not yet anyway. But I pray that I always know that this house is even His, not mine.
This house has much to be done in it, and this was the most overwhelming part. God knew that and I prayed that he would honor us in our obedience That He would allow us to give back to my parents and grandparents. A total stranger showed up on move in Saturday, Rendal. He is a friend of a friend of mine. He is in charge of Builders for Christ. The Lord brought him for that "giving" I wanted for my parents/grandparents. He promised that he would be back after the holidays to fix the major problems of the house for FREE. Yes, I said it. This is such a confirmation that we were supposed to move. This renovation is not just for us, right now, but for the restoration of my grandfather's handy work. I really believe that this is just the beginning of some answers to our long awaited prayers.
What a blessing it is to have a God that cares about the little things in life. What a blessing it is to have a home to go to; with a roof, heat/air, plumbing, and beds to sleep. God, I want to thank you. Thank you for my family that you have given to me. Thank you for a sense of peace and restoration. Thank you for Rendal and his team. I pray that they can restore the major problems of this house for the future of the home. Lord, I ask that you continue to show us direction and leadership in our lives. We cannot live without you. I ask that you heal our bodies. You know that at this time, I have three sick children. Give them comfort and peace. Give them healing on their bodies. Let them know Lord that the sickness is not going to last forever and that you will protect them. Continue to mold us into your servants. Lord, we want to be more like you everyday. Allow Wayne and I to be the parents that we need to be, so our children will know that you are King of our lives. I pray for blessings on my children's, grandchildren's, and grandchildren's children's lives. Gives us a legacy that leads to you. This day, I give to you. Give me the words to speak and actions to do, to give life to someone else. In your precious son's name, Jesus-Amen.
Friday, November 2, 2012
"God takes good care of me"
Last week was a hard one, but this week is just icing on the cake. As my daughter and I started our way to Alabama, our newer car broke down. It took almost two hours for a wrecker and my mom (all the way from Alabama) to recover us. After we dropped the car off at the shop in Haralson (a local backyard mechanic that a lot of us use), my Daddy was insistent that Momma bring me to Alabama. So, we set off finally in the direction we intended to go earlier in the day.
As we sat in the car waiting for everyone to arrive, my daughter said, " Mom you sure are handling this really well." I just simply replied that there was no since in crying or shouting or getting upset. Doing any of those things wasn't going to bring the car back to life or make us get to our destination any faster. So, we decided to play games instead (electronically :-).
During the night, early Tuesday morning, we received a phone call that my Daddy's uncle had passed. He had been battling pancreatic cancer for several months and finally received his peace. I am thankful that we were there, so my Daddy wouldn't be alone and dealing with his emotions. Then on Wednesday after surviving the journey to Fairburn for the funeral-which was prayerfully joyful and peaceful, we get a phone call that the asset damages to the car would be $900! That nearly choked me, silently. I didn't know how I would pay the horrific traffic ticket, advalorem on the car, our mortgage, and the other few bills that we have. I just told the Lord that he would have to handle this, because I was just plain tired of worrying about stuff.
At church on Sunday, as I tithed, I asked the Lord to help us eat, pay are bills, and give us direction. Tithing hurt way more that it usually did. Ya know in a non-tithers mentality tithing doesn't make any sense and the budget never can be in the black (for most of us anyway). So, this week was a particularly extra hard week. I trusted him and kept my promise to the promised tithe.
Low and behold, he has cared for us. First, Wednesday I called on the ticket to see how much it was. I jokingly mentioned that I hadn't received a ticket in 11 years and the woman agreed. She offered me a ticketed warning, which doesn't go on my record and only cost $30! God is so good!!!
Then today, Friday, my pastor contacted me and some anonymous person gave the church $400 to the cost of our vehicle getting repaired! Wow, right!
Then, Wayne called me today and told me he actually got 4 loads today at work. He hasn't done this in weeks! Plus, he was given 4 bags of dog food.
Along with all of this, in William's school this week we were covering N-N-Nest. The cue card for this sound states, "God takes good care of me". Today we read out of Matthew, reminding all of us that even the birds of the air do not go without food, shelter, and clothing. God knows what we need before we even ask. The birds do not ask, but they receive. So, we too shall receive his care because we do ask.
I know that you are awesome, God. This week, even though it was rough, I trusted you. I asked for your guidance and the finances for our situations, which you delivered in multiples. Thank you for loving me and allowing me to be the daughter of the King. The one who created us all to Love and to share this love with all around us. I ask that you bless the person that wants there good deed to be secret. I pray that you will give them 100 times the amount that they gave us. I felt like the widow and her mite, but just like you blessed her-you have us. Continue to allow us to follow what you want for our lives. You know our hearts' desire and if they are yours then let them be. I pray that our mechanic receives financial blessings from you as well and the heart of God. He loves to help people and make sure that they are not "ripped off", and for this Lord, please bless him and encourage him. Wrap his family into your arms and fill their hearts with your word. Thank you, again, Abba.
In Jesus' Name,
Your Daughter
As we sat in the car waiting for everyone to arrive, my daughter said, " Mom you sure are handling this really well." I just simply replied that there was no since in crying or shouting or getting upset. Doing any of those things wasn't going to bring the car back to life or make us get to our destination any faster. So, we decided to play games instead (electronically :-).
During the night, early Tuesday morning, we received a phone call that my Daddy's uncle had passed. He had been battling pancreatic cancer for several months and finally received his peace. I am thankful that we were there, so my Daddy wouldn't be alone and dealing with his emotions. Then on Wednesday after surviving the journey to Fairburn for the funeral-which was prayerfully joyful and peaceful, we get a phone call that the asset damages to the car would be $900! That nearly choked me, silently. I didn't know how I would pay the horrific traffic ticket, advalorem on the car, our mortgage, and the other few bills that we have. I just told the Lord that he would have to handle this, because I was just plain tired of worrying about stuff.
At church on Sunday, as I tithed, I asked the Lord to help us eat, pay are bills, and give us direction. Tithing hurt way more that it usually did. Ya know in a non-tithers mentality tithing doesn't make any sense and the budget never can be in the black (for most of us anyway). So, this week was a particularly extra hard week. I trusted him and kept my promise to the promised tithe.
Low and behold, he has cared for us. First, Wednesday I called on the ticket to see how much it was. I jokingly mentioned that I hadn't received a ticket in 11 years and the woman agreed. She offered me a ticketed warning, which doesn't go on my record and only cost $30! God is so good!!!
Then today, Friday, my pastor contacted me and some anonymous person gave the church $400 to the cost of our vehicle getting repaired! Wow, right!
Then, Wayne called me today and told me he actually got 4 loads today at work. He hasn't done this in weeks! Plus, he was given 4 bags of dog food.
Along with all of this, in William's school this week we were covering N-N-Nest. The cue card for this sound states, "God takes good care of me". Today we read out of Matthew, reminding all of us that even the birds of the air do not go without food, shelter, and clothing. God knows what we need before we even ask. The birds do not ask, but they receive. So, we too shall receive his care because we do ask.
I know that you are awesome, God. This week, even though it was rough, I trusted you. I asked for your guidance and the finances for our situations, which you delivered in multiples. Thank you for loving me and allowing me to be the daughter of the King. The one who created us all to Love and to share this love with all around us. I ask that you bless the person that wants there good deed to be secret. I pray that you will give them 100 times the amount that they gave us. I felt like the widow and her mite, but just like you blessed her-you have us. Continue to allow us to follow what you want for our lives. You know our hearts' desire and if they are yours then let them be. I pray that our mechanic receives financial blessings from you as well and the heart of God. He loves to help people and make sure that they are not "ripped off", and for this Lord, please bless him and encourage him. Wrap his family into your arms and fill their hearts with your word. Thank you, again, Abba.
In Jesus' Name,
Your Daughter
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