Saturday, December 20, 2008

Bustin' out on a Saturday night

What kind of woman with a dead cell phone and a sick dog goes out into the minus 21 degree wind chill facing 2-3 ft drifts to drive 6 miles to church on a Saturday night alone?

A woman with her tree decorated.

A desperate woman with a really big truck.

A drift-bustin' truck.

And in the silence of prayer, in the midst of an beautiful sermon about "listening" and a handful of church-goers...

there was a really loud God.

Tea tonight: Chinese flower

4 comments:

-stephanie- said...

What did HE say?

Elaine said...

So happy for you...

Candace Jean July 16 said...

@stephanie
....all is well :)

Beth E. said...

Sometimes we have to reach that point of desperateness, finally submitting to the silence of prayer, before can hear HIM above the clamor of our busy lives. I'm so glad to know that all is well with you, my friend!

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