5 bucks and a pair of boots.

I was praying the other day because Sammy had a need for a pair of work boots. The 8-9 year old pair that he had just lost their sole. ( I know this because I was working in the garden the other day and found it!!! Buried! He must have lost it when he was tilling.)

I went with very little money to the three thrift stores in town and of course got a little more disappointed each time when there weren’t any boots to buy. I prayed again, “Lord, Sammy wears a size 11 boot. Please provide for him.”

The final store I went into, I found one pair of boots in his size! They are “vintage” Vibram hiking boots! vibram bootsI knew they were an expensive pair because they were made in Italy, but I had NO idea that I got such amazing boots for 5 BUCKS!  God does stuff like that all the time. He cares about each detail and knows all of our needs, He just waits for us to ask so He can show us HOW He will provide all of our needs according to His riches in glory. (Philippians 4:19 “And my God will supply all your needs according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus.”http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Philippians+4%3A19&version=NASB)  

God cares about all of our needs.

Even a pair of size 11 boots 🙂

Bless ya friends!

New School. Ruptured ovarian cyst, ER visit and a room full of family. Part 2

If you have ever had to go to the ER you know that the lines can be well… forever long.  I began praying that the Lord would open up the ER and that the line would be short and that I would be able to get in sooner rather than later.

Dad dropped me off to go park the truck and he and my little one would meet me inside.  I walked through the sliding doors and there was not one person in the waiting room.  Seriously NO ONE WAS AT THE ER WAITING ROOM!!!!!  I signed in as I watched people start pouring in the doors behind me.  In walked my dad and my 3 year old.

The nurses asked the questions, took notes, got the allergy bracelets on and off I went to a room.  The nurse got my IV started and pain meds were not working,  but my tears were! I finally was able to just find a position on my left side that the pain was bearable.  Mom came in and the nurse said it would be 3 or 4 hours before I would be able to get a CT scan because there were so many people needing scans.  I remember praying and asking God to open the CT room so that my kids could get home and do homework and that we wouldn’t have to be there forever. 10 minutes later the nurse was disconnecting my IV telling me that they had several techs come and help so the CT machine was clear for me now. WOW!!! Answered prayers???? YAH! God heard my prayers from the ER last Wednesday.

Finally the doctor was able to read the scan results and confirmed that it was indeed a ruptured Ovarian Cyst and he could see everything.  He said he was going to release me and we were out of there.  My parents took the girls home with them to feed and bathe them and since we are living in their house right now, it made it very convenient!  They gathered all of the things and took them home.  I went to look for my clothes and would you believe I had nothing? HAHAHA. They had accidentally grabbed my clothes on the way out.   So yes I came home in the lovely hospital gown and pink puke bucket.  I was ill all the way home and into the night and next morning. I was not able to keep anything down. The kids of course were scared and nervous and Sammy, my hero, was taking care of getting the girls ready for school, making meals, driving back and forth to work and taking care of my puke bucket when necessary.

It wasn’t until Sunday that I felt even remotely human again. That was one of the MOST painful things I have endured.   Though one time I did wake up during surgery… that was painful.

I Still don’t know any results from the scan as the hospital had not sent my records to my OBGYN.  That Dr. visit is a blog in itself!! Still digesting that one folks. I am recovered and back to work here on the home front.

God is faithful!

Praying for my spouse.

As a youth I attended a church camp. The leader encouraged us to pray for our mates. That they would know the Lord and even for specific characteristics, those we hoped they would possess.

I was in class on August 8, 1988 and I remember that day vividly as it as 8/8/88 on the calendar. The day before my birthday! I asked God that day for my husband’s salvation. I prayed that if he were not a believer, God would allow him to accept Him for his Savior.

After meeting my husband years later, I talked to him about when he accepted Christ. He told me that it was on that exact day 8/8/88!

Wow! God answered a very specific prayer that day! God hears us when we pray.

We don’t always hear His answers immediately, but He always answers.

Don’t give up hope! God hears.

Take a breath. Pray. Be a peacemaker.

Instead of yelling, I have prayed. Instead of letting my kids fight, we have prayed. Instead of letting frustrations get the best of us, we have prayed. Amazing what prayer can do! Amazing how many times we are praying instead of reacting too! “A gentle answer deflects anger, but harsh words make tempers flare.” Proverbs 15:1 NLT
“A prayer of one overwhelmed with trouble, pouring out problems before the L LORD, hear my prayer! Listen to my plea!”  Psalm 102:1 NLT
“He will listen to the prayers of the destitute. He will not reject their pleas.”  Psalm 102:17 nlt

In this tumultuous time of change, my temper has flared quite a lot.  My husband is so wise. He said, “Stop and pray before you react.”  I know this fact. I believe that the Lord answers prayer. Yet my sinful life overwhelms the truth.

I have to stop and pray so that I teach my children to do what is right instead of overreacting because of my circumstances.

Take a breath.  Pray.  Be a peacemaker.

“Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God.”  Matthew 5:9