As I was reading my friend Joanne's blog today, I decided to piggy-back on what she wrote. She talked about how wonderful it was to pick up her older, worn Bible that she spent so much time with.
It reminded me that I do that too, from time to time. I, too, have a Life Application Bible, but it is my newer one. I love it for the explanations at the bottom and the fresh wording, after spending years with my NIV Study Bible. But about 30 percent of the time, I travel back to my NIV. There's something comforting about the translation. Looking at all the highlights, it reminds me of the priciples that were so important to me as a single mom for 13 years. Those were the years I clung on to God with every bit of strength that I had. It was a real faith building time for me. God was ever so faithful.
I remember when he provided for us when a month and a half of child support was stolen from my front porch. When he provided for us when the cost of childcare and private education for my kids reached over $1000 a month and child support was often inconsistent and varied in amount. He was faithful when Mark ran off after the dog down the street at the age of 7 and around the corner and I couldn't find him and had to call the police. He was faithful when he was my constant companion when no one else was for those 13 years. He was faithful in helping me keep my job at least twice in spite of layoffs in my department. He was faithful in calling me into ministry when I had no clue, but only a passion.
He's still faithful. I see His hand in many situations in my life and in others'. The peace and joy that comes as a result of knowing God can't be beat by anything on this earth. Do you know God? I'd be happy to introduce you.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Saturday, October 27, 2007
MORP
Well, all went smoothly. Kristen got ready, I curled her hair as best I could, it's so thick it doesn't like to curl much unless a professional does it. She looked beautiful.
They had lots of fun. Jake and Jennah were chaperones. There was bull riding, pie eating contests, arm wrestling contests, lots of food and other fun things to do. It started to sprinkle just before we picked her up. She square danced and took lots of pictures.
Oh yeah, and we ordered our bed today. Very cool, can't wait to get it. We will have our California King pillow top mattress for sale, $200, only 5 years old, if anyone is interested. Very comfy, just doesn't help Greg's back after a long day of landscaping.
Off to bed!
Computer
I got my computer back yesterday. Boy, it sure runs faster with all it's memory modules working! I did still have trouble with it waking up after being asleep for several hours. We'll see how that works the next couple of days.
Last night we went to Mark's Choral Concert. It was wonderful! Wow, can those kids sing! There were a couple of spiritual songs and they even sang one of those again as an encore. It was amazing! Next time I'm taking my camera. They looked so sharp! We ran into some folks from church. The daughter has a class with Mark and they decided to come and support him. That was so sweet!
On tap for today is getting rid of my sinus headache, grocery shopping, clearing off my desk, and getting Kristen ready for MORP, in that order! Like I said yesterday, I'll try and post a picture of her tomorrow.
Last night we went to Mark's Choral Concert. It was wonderful! Wow, can those kids sing! There were a couple of spiritual songs and they even sang one of those again as an encore. It was amazing! Next time I'm taking my camera. They looked so sharp! We ran into some folks from church. The daughter has a class with Mark and they decided to come and support him. That was so sweet!
On tap for today is getting rid of my sinus headache, grocery shopping, clearing off my desk, and getting Kristen ready for MORP, in that order! Like I said yesterday, I'll try and post a picture of her tomorrow.
Friday, October 26, 2007
Belly Up
Remember me? Sorry it's been almost 2 weeks since I've posted. My computer went 'belly up' on Sunday and I haven't been motivated to use Greg's computer. So here's an update on a day in my life.
In some aspects my shoulder is a little worse. It's tight and more painful to move and sometimes doesn't have the range of motion of a few weeks ago. At other times, it's comfortable and movable, but loose, rolling around and clicking in both my shoulder joint and my shoulder blade, which is a little weird. I'm sticking with it though.
Mark has a Choral Concert tonight at CSUS at 7:30 in the recital hall. He gets to wear a tux he bought. They're singing 5 Hebrew love songs. I hope they sing them in English! Tickets are $8 at the door, $6 for students and seniors.
We pick up Kristen's dress today. We opted to pull the plastic hoops out of the skirt last Saturday and have her wear a petticoat instead. It's not quite as full, but is round instead of wavy. She'll look amazing. I'll post a picture.
Greg got an A in his preaching class. He got A's in all aspects of the class and great comments on his topic, stories, and message. The other students gave their talk from the perspective of preaching to a congregation. He gave his talk from the perspective of a preaching to a group of Pastors, which is essentially what he was doing. He wanted to pour into these future Pastors and encourage them, which to me, is the true heart of a Pastor, pouring into others. He's now taking a class called Creative Conflict Resolution. I'm sure he'll get an A in that one too. He's amazing.
Today we go shopping. Greg has done a great job of saving money in the business, so we're looking at a sleep number bed and tile for the floors. We also need to make some changes to our cell phones. I love to shop. It might be weeks before we buy anything, but I love to imagine what things will look like. I guess it's the planner in me.
In some aspects my shoulder is a little worse. It's tight and more painful to move and sometimes doesn't have the range of motion of a few weeks ago. At other times, it's comfortable and movable, but loose, rolling around and clicking in both my shoulder joint and my shoulder blade, which is a little weird. I'm sticking with it though.
Mark has a Choral Concert tonight at CSUS at 7:30 in the recital hall. He gets to wear a tux he bought. They're singing 5 Hebrew love songs. I hope they sing them in English! Tickets are $8 at the door, $6 for students and seniors.
We pick up Kristen's dress today. We opted to pull the plastic hoops out of the skirt last Saturday and have her wear a petticoat instead. It's not quite as full, but is round instead of wavy. She'll look amazing. I'll post a picture.
Greg got an A in his preaching class. He got A's in all aspects of the class and great comments on his topic, stories, and message. The other students gave their talk from the perspective of preaching to a congregation. He gave his talk from the perspective of a preaching to a group of Pastors, which is essentially what he was doing. He wanted to pour into these future Pastors and encourage them, which to me, is the true heart of a Pastor, pouring into others. He's now taking a class called Creative Conflict Resolution. I'm sure he'll get an A in that one too. He's amazing.
Today we go shopping. Greg has done a great job of saving money in the business, so we're looking at a sleep number bed and tile for the floors. We also need to make some changes to our cell phones. I love to shop. It might be weeks before we buy anything, but I love to imagine what things will look like. I guess it's the planner in me.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Cracked Pots
Those of you who are familiar with Kay Arthur's writings are probably remembering the visions God has given her about cracked pots. I've never read Kay Arthur before, but I'm reading a book that referred to one of her visions and I'd like to share it with you.
In her teaching "God Uses Cracked Pots", Kay explains:
I had a vision in which there were two pots. One pot was beautiful and flawless. The Light of the Lord was in the pot. But suddenly a hand covered the mouth of the pot and the Lord asked, "Patsy, where do you see My light shining from." I said, "From nowhere." Then He showed her another pot - it was ugly and full of cracks, He put His light in it and His hand covered the opening. He asked, "Where do you see My light shining from now?" I replied, "I see it shining from the broken places."
Isn't that just like God? He uses the weak to lead the strong. He takes the difficulties in your life to speak to the hearts of those going through the same things, to encourage them and give them hope, and wisdom.
I've been the recipient of this principle. I was sitting at the pediatrician's office with my newborn daughter. There was a lady from our church there, about 10 years older than me. She had the perfect life I thought, three adorable kids and a good Christian husband. She asked how my family was and I told her my husband and I separated about six months ago. She proceeded to tell me how she and her husband separated early in their marriage too. It encouraged me that they were together and thriving. Though the same didn't work out for me, I felt privileged to be included in a private glimpse of their lives.
What are your cracks? Who can you share a private glimpse of your life with? Are you afraid to be transparent for fear of what people will think? Don't be. God has created you and allowed your experiences to happen to you. And through these experiences, God will use you to help others. Live authentically, transparently, openly, and honestly. Be the person God created you to be.
In her teaching "God Uses Cracked Pots", Kay explains:
I had a vision in which there were two pots. One pot was beautiful and flawless. The Light of the Lord was in the pot. But suddenly a hand covered the mouth of the pot and the Lord asked, "Patsy, where do you see My light shining from." I said, "From nowhere." Then He showed her another pot - it was ugly and full of cracks, He put His light in it and His hand covered the opening. He asked, "Where do you see My light shining from now?" I replied, "I see it shining from the broken places."
Isn't that just like God? He uses the weak to lead the strong. He takes the difficulties in your life to speak to the hearts of those going through the same things, to encourage them and give them hope, and wisdom.
I've been the recipient of this principle. I was sitting at the pediatrician's office with my newborn daughter. There was a lady from our church there, about 10 years older than me. She had the perfect life I thought, three adorable kids and a good Christian husband. She asked how my family was and I told her my husband and I separated about six months ago. She proceeded to tell me how she and her husband separated early in their marriage too. It encouraged me that they were together and thriving. Though the same didn't work out for me, I felt privileged to be included in a private glimpse of their lives.
What are your cracks? Who can you share a private glimpse of your life with? Are you afraid to be transparent for fear of what people will think? Don't be. God has created you and allowed your experiences to happen to you. And through these experiences, God will use you to help others. Live authentically, transparently, openly, and honestly. Be the person God created you to be.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
God's Timing
Yesterday was a great day. I had a date with my very handsome 18 year old son at his school for lunch. I've got to tell you, if you've never eaten at the CSU Stanislaus cafeteria, you have missed a premier eating establishment. It was FABULOUS! I had a CLT (chicken, lettuce, tomato) combo. Over a year ago they went to 100% trans fat free. Those were the best fries I've ever eaten. The prices were great, the selection fantastic, and everything looked and smelled wonderful. The service was great and the atmosphere at Mom's very comfortable. I've found a new restaurant for sure. Mark was ever the gentleman, opening every door, carrying everything, great conversation, it was a lunch to remember. It's so cool to raise a young man and then have him take you to lunch. As every year of his his life, it's a great age.
This week my Doctor got back to me on what to take for my shoulder inflammation to help speed the process of breaking it free. 400 mg of Advil, twice a day. I bought the Advil Tuesday and planned to start it this week. Yesterday he called to say he had a better drug, a pain killer, and was calling the prescription in. On the good side, it probably doesn't have blood pressure side effects. On the bad side, it can make me sleepy, so it's a narcotic, maybe even addictive. I planned to pick it up last night but got way-layed by other things I had to do, namely, exercising my arm, walking with Greg, and meeting Mark to pick out a tie for his gig Saturday.
Lo and behold, as I heated my arm and started my exercises, I was amazed to see my shoulder move further back than it had since March. Most of the pain and impingement was gone. Even the discomfort after exercising was less. I was elated.
It was as if God was saying, "I don't want you on narcotics, I can help you, here you go." It was a breakthrough to be sure. I can't wait to show my PT Friday and see what she says.
I appreciate everyone's prayers and concern over my shoulder. It's been a strange journey. I'll keep you posted.
This week my Doctor got back to me on what to take for my shoulder inflammation to help speed the process of breaking it free. 400 mg of Advil, twice a day. I bought the Advil Tuesday and planned to start it this week. Yesterday he called to say he had a better drug, a pain killer, and was calling the prescription in. On the good side, it probably doesn't have blood pressure side effects. On the bad side, it can make me sleepy, so it's a narcotic, maybe even addictive. I planned to pick it up last night but got way-layed by other things I had to do, namely, exercising my arm, walking with Greg, and meeting Mark to pick out a tie for his gig Saturday.
Lo and behold, as I heated my arm and started my exercises, I was amazed to see my shoulder move further back than it had since March. Most of the pain and impingement was gone. Even the discomfort after exercising was less. I was elated.
It was as if God was saying, "I don't want you on narcotics, I can help you, here you go." It was a breakthrough to be sure. I can't wait to show my PT Friday and see what she says.
I appreciate everyone's prayers and concern over my shoulder. It's been a strange journey. I'll keep you posted.
Saturday, October 6, 2007
A New Experience
For the last week or so I've had pain in my lower back. It felt fused and unmovable. Somedays it was hardly noticeable, other days I had to move in slow motion. Thursday night, I got up from the sofa and felt a twinge. During the night it got much worse, totally freezing on me.
In the past, working at Gallo, whenever I had back trouble I just went to see the on-site physical therapist and he got me going in no time. I don't have that luxury now, so I had to decide what to do. Greg has gone to Atkinson Chiropractic a couple of times recently and just raved about it. Though I've never gone to a chiropractor, I felt I had no other choice. My PT appointment was at 10:30, and Dave Atkinson could only see me at 10. I had to go to Dave and move the PT appointment.
Greg was right. Dave was wonderful. First he did a thermal scan of my spine, showing every vertebrae and a color code of 1,2, or 3 as to how severe it was. He pinpointed the vertebraes that were out of alignment. Next, two x-rays. I was happy to find out I had great spacing between all my bones and did not have degenerative disc disease, which I was told 5 years ago from another x-ray. However, there is a curvature to my spine. I kind of knew that. When I was 13, an orthopedic specialist told me I had lumbar scoliosis of 14 degrees. I did exercises to straighten it out. Dave said it wasn't 14 degrees, but could attribute to me having back problems once in a while. I've also believed I had one leg shorter than the other. He wasn't so sure without measuring them. From the x-ray it looked like my pelvis was tilted instead. He also educated me on when to use a heating pad and when to use ice. Since I had burned my back the night before from sleeping on the heating pad, I needed to use more ice, plus low pain requires heat, high pain requires ice. Good to know!
After the diagnostics, he hooked me up to electrodes to lessen the inflammation and pain. Then he adjusted me. It's a rather forceful procedure, but I heard the air popping out of my spine and felt the pain leaving. It felt so much better afterwards. He wants to see me back Monday just to follow-up, told me I could call him at home if I needed to this weekend, and gave me a hug before I left. All in all it was a great experience.
Today Kristen and I look for a dress for MORP. We found one online, but we're going to look locally as well. We might find something much less expensive but just as cute. If we buy one online, this is what we'll get. Southern belle dress.
Some of my friends invited me to Women of Faith this weekend but I'm really glad I didn't accept, as I would have had to bail last minute because of my back. Since I'm home, I get to shop with Kristen, and take care of the repairman going to the church to insure the coffee maker is working for Sunday. It's a beautiful, clear, sunny day here and I am looking forward to a day mostly spent at home reading.
In the past, working at Gallo, whenever I had back trouble I just went to see the on-site physical therapist and he got me going in no time. I don't have that luxury now, so I had to decide what to do. Greg has gone to Atkinson Chiropractic a couple of times recently and just raved about it. Though I've never gone to a chiropractor, I felt I had no other choice. My PT appointment was at 10:30, and Dave Atkinson could only see me at 10. I had to go to Dave and move the PT appointment.
Greg was right. Dave was wonderful. First he did a thermal scan of my spine, showing every vertebrae and a color code of 1,2, or 3 as to how severe it was. He pinpointed the vertebraes that were out of alignment. Next, two x-rays. I was happy to find out I had great spacing between all my bones and did not have degenerative disc disease, which I was told 5 years ago from another x-ray. However, there is a curvature to my spine. I kind of knew that. When I was 13, an orthopedic specialist told me I had lumbar scoliosis of 14 degrees. I did exercises to straighten it out. Dave said it wasn't 14 degrees, but could attribute to me having back problems once in a while. I've also believed I had one leg shorter than the other. He wasn't so sure without measuring them. From the x-ray it looked like my pelvis was tilted instead. He also educated me on when to use a heating pad and when to use ice. Since I had burned my back the night before from sleeping on the heating pad, I needed to use more ice, plus low pain requires heat, high pain requires ice. Good to know!
After the diagnostics, he hooked me up to electrodes to lessen the inflammation and pain. Then he adjusted me. It's a rather forceful procedure, but I heard the air popping out of my spine and felt the pain leaving. It felt so much better afterwards. He wants to see me back Monday just to follow-up, told me I could call him at home if I needed to this weekend, and gave me a hug before I left. All in all it was a great experience.
Today Kristen and I look for a dress for MORP. We found one online, but we're going to look locally as well. We might find something much less expensive but just as cute. If we buy one online, this is what we'll get. Southern belle dress.
Some of my friends invited me to Women of Faith this weekend but I'm really glad I didn't accept, as I would have had to bail last minute because of my back. Since I'm home, I get to shop with Kristen, and take care of the repairman going to the church to insure the coffee maker is working for Sunday. It's a beautiful, clear, sunny day here and I am looking forward to a day mostly spent at home reading.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
I'm So Blessed
Sometimes Greg and I get into a cute little argument about who is more blessed. It goes something like, "I'm so blessed." "No, you're the best, I'm so blessed."
Today I feel blessed. I've had a difficult couple of weeks, but the family of God has come through. Last week I received an email from the proprietor of a bed and breakfast that Greg and I stayed at last year for our anniversary. I've been recommending people to them and they sent me an email saying they were giving Greg and I a free night's stay. It couldn't have come at a better time. I SO need to get away and clear my head. We're going in a few weeks and staying an extra night.
Today I had someone from our church come in my office and ask for a form. I asked if she and her husband signed up for a small group on Sunday. The conversation transitioned to her telling me how Greg led a leadership retreat with her previous church and how wonderful it was. She said he did a great job and how much fun it was. This was the encouragement Greg needed.
When I got home today, I found a wonderful card in my mailbox from a ministry leader at our church. She wanted to thank Greg for praying for the coffee machine on Sunday that was on the fritz (it started working right afterwards). The experience blessed her and she thanked Greg and I for all we do. This was the encouragement I needed.
I'm so thankful for those in our church who listen to God's prompting and answer the call to encourage. You may never know how you'll impact someone's day or week or month.
May God truly bless all three of these angels. My heart will not forget your kindness.
Today I feel blessed. I've had a difficult couple of weeks, but the family of God has come through. Last week I received an email from the proprietor of a bed and breakfast that Greg and I stayed at last year for our anniversary. I've been recommending people to them and they sent me an email saying they were giving Greg and I a free night's stay. It couldn't have come at a better time. I SO need to get away and clear my head. We're going in a few weeks and staying an extra night.
Today I had someone from our church come in my office and ask for a form. I asked if she and her husband signed up for a small group on Sunday. The conversation transitioned to her telling me how Greg led a leadership retreat with her previous church and how wonderful it was. She said he did a great job and how much fun it was. This was the encouragement Greg needed.
When I got home today, I found a wonderful card in my mailbox from a ministry leader at our church. She wanted to thank Greg for praying for the coffee machine on Sunday that was on the fritz (it started working right afterwards). The experience blessed her and she thanked Greg and I for all we do. This was the encouragement I needed.
I'm so thankful for those in our church who listen to God's prompting and answer the call to encourage. You may never know how you'll impact someone's day or week or month.
May God truly bless all three of these angels. My heart will not forget your kindness.
Correction
Yesterday Kristen had a conversation with the boy she asked to MORP. As it turns out, he was never asked by the other girl or has he given a response. They've talked about going together and he's waiting for her to ask him in a creative way.
Now Kristen feels rejected. She was coping with being late in the asking, but now she has been rejected, though she did everything right.
Sometimes no matter what our intentions, what good things we do for people, how much we sacrifice, or how hard we work, sometimes there is no reward, let alone appreciation. But, we're soldiers, not here for the glory of men, but here to take whatever hits the enemy may have for us and whatever God allows to refine us.
Praise God for his wisdom. He sees what is to come and prepares us for it. He allows us to see what we need of the future to give us wisdom to recognize our circumstances for what they are and to comfort us.
Remember that our battle is not against flesh and blood. It's comforting to know that He knows what's going on and that He's in control.
Now Kristen feels rejected. She was coping with being late in the asking, but now she has been rejected, though she did everything right.
Sometimes no matter what our intentions, what good things we do for people, how much we sacrifice, or how hard we work, sometimes there is no reward, let alone appreciation. But, we're soldiers, not here for the glory of men, but here to take whatever hits the enemy may have for us and whatever God allows to refine us.
Praise God for his wisdom. He sees what is to come and prepares us for it. He allows us to see what we need of the future to give us wisdom to recognize our circumstances for what they are and to comfort us.
Remember that our battle is not against flesh and blood. It's comforting to know that He knows what's going on and that He's in control.
Monday, October 1, 2007
Heartbreak Hotel
Uuuuuggggghhhhh. Is there anything that breaks your heart more than when one of your kids is hurting through one of life's inevitable disappointments?
Kristen's school does MORP (Prom spelled backwards because the girl asks the boy). It's a school function where they go to dinner, a play, a football game or other event. They dress up according to a theme set by the Associated Student Body. There are traditions to MORP, you wait to ask someone until it has been announced. You ask in a creative way. The boy responds in a similarly creative way.
Kristen has had a heart tug for a boy from her school for 5 years. They've always been friends. There's kind of a kindred spirit between them. They enjoy each other's company. He's a very nice young man from a good family and he's a year younger than Kristen.
Kristen has been waiting for years for this moment, to ask him to MORP. Several weeks ago she got the courage to ask his parents at church if she could ask him to MORP. They said yes. She didn't have to do this, but wanted to make sure she did everything with excellence. It took a lot of courage to take ths step.
She waited for it to be announced, which was Friday. She still didn't know how she was going to ask him. Then, on Saturday, she decided. Saturday night our family left the house at 11 pm and went to the store to buy lots of plastic forks. Dressed all in black we drove to the next town where he lived and forked his lawn. Each of us had a letter. We spelled MORP? on their front lawn. We left an envelope on the front porch where she had designed and wrote an invitation to MORP. We left without a trace.
Sunday morning I saw his Dad. He accused us (rightly) of being at his house the night before. We confessed. Last night the phone rang. It was him. He called to tell Kristen that a girl had asked him on the way to class Friday after the rally if he would go to MORP with her and he said yes. He even said how cool it was that she forked his lawn and that he really wanted to go with her. Kristen graciously said, "That's okay."
Needless to say, Kristen was crushed. Tears flowed, begging us to talk to his parents commenced and the search for a loophole to this unfortunate turn of events ensued. Greg and I told her we couldn't talk to his parents about this because it was his decision. We had the opportunity to talk about the importance of not being bitter towards the girl. To only speak well of her. And we introduced her to something called spiritual warfare, as our battles are not against flesh and blood. It was time to fight. It was time to pray, and pray hard for God to change the circumstances. It's just like the enemy to wedge between two people in a relationship and try to mess things up. We prayed last night with her as we do every night, but this prayer was very different.
She asked for her Bible and asked what she should read. Greg told her Joshua. I checked on her a few minutes later to find her in the dark, laying backwards on her bed with a light shining brightly on God's word. She searched for anything that would help her.
This morning I asked her what she found last night. She said, "Be strong and courageous." She's armed this morning with grace and kindness, though her heart is still a little dented. Please stand in prayer with us. Whatever the outcome, this will be a good learning experience for her in praying through difficult circumstances and standing up for what she believes in.
Kristen's school does MORP (Prom spelled backwards because the girl asks the boy). It's a school function where they go to dinner, a play, a football game or other event. They dress up according to a theme set by the Associated Student Body. There are traditions to MORP, you wait to ask someone until it has been announced. You ask in a creative way. The boy responds in a similarly creative way.
Kristen has had a heart tug for a boy from her school for 5 years. They've always been friends. There's kind of a kindred spirit between them. They enjoy each other's company. He's a very nice young man from a good family and he's a year younger than Kristen.
Kristen has been waiting for years for this moment, to ask him to MORP. Several weeks ago she got the courage to ask his parents at church if she could ask him to MORP. They said yes. She didn't have to do this, but wanted to make sure she did everything with excellence. It took a lot of courage to take ths step.
She waited for it to be announced, which was Friday. She still didn't know how she was going to ask him. Then, on Saturday, she decided. Saturday night our family left the house at 11 pm and went to the store to buy lots of plastic forks. Dressed all in black we drove to the next town where he lived and forked his lawn. Each of us had a letter. We spelled MORP? on their front lawn. We left an envelope on the front porch where she had designed and wrote an invitation to MORP. We left without a trace.
Sunday morning I saw his Dad. He accused us (rightly) of being at his house the night before. We confessed. Last night the phone rang. It was him. He called to tell Kristen that a girl had asked him on the way to class Friday after the rally if he would go to MORP with her and he said yes. He even said how cool it was that she forked his lawn and that he really wanted to go with her. Kristen graciously said, "That's okay."
Needless to say, Kristen was crushed. Tears flowed, begging us to talk to his parents commenced and the search for a loophole to this unfortunate turn of events ensued. Greg and I told her we couldn't talk to his parents about this because it was his decision. We had the opportunity to talk about the importance of not being bitter towards the girl. To only speak well of her. And we introduced her to something called spiritual warfare, as our battles are not against flesh and blood. It was time to fight. It was time to pray, and pray hard for God to change the circumstances. It's just like the enemy to wedge between two people in a relationship and try to mess things up. We prayed last night with her as we do every night, but this prayer was very different.
She asked for her Bible and asked what she should read. Greg told her Joshua. I checked on her a few minutes later to find her in the dark, laying backwards on her bed with a light shining brightly on God's word. She searched for anything that would help her.
This morning I asked her what she found last night. She said, "Be strong and courageous." She's armed this morning with grace and kindness, though her heart is still a little dented. Please stand in prayer with us. Whatever the outcome, this will be a good learning experience for her in praying through difficult circumstances and standing up for what she believes in.
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