Your ways, Lord...

It’s just your normal morning—I’m reflecting on camp for Hiz Kiz, the $750 deposit has been sent by my church. No turning back now. I make a list of hopefuls from Kidmo and plan on including 3rd graders who need to connect with these Kidmo kids for next years’ transition…wow, two van loads likely—groovy! My last thought on the subject, ‘Gotta do some intense fundraiser meals.’

I set the list aside and start my day by opening the mail. On top is a card from blah-blah, a lady who wants to remain incognito. Oh, how sweet we just worked a retreat together and she already misses me and I barely know her, she’s not even from around here. Then I open the envelope—GAAAAAHHHHHH!!!

“Hi Lady, (Hey—Ho, was over the top, that’s our Hiz Kiz attention getter) Have some fun with your kids…no names please—just between you and me and HIM! Much love for you. You are making a difference. I’m praying for you! Yes-I am.”

I hyperventilated!!! I’m serious!!! I couldn’t breathe after I opened the card which held a thousand dollar check! No one has EVER blessed me like this! VBS program, yes…stuff like that happens tons, but...I’m speechless. I cried like a little baby—hiccups and all. WE ARE GOING TO CAMP!!! THANK YOU, GOD! The verse at the bottom of Miss blah-blah’s card is Philippians 4:19, “You can be sure that God will take care of everything you need…”

God, You ROCK! And so does Miss Blah-blah! I love you, both!