It is 3:50 A.M. and I have been up just over 13 hours.

My body needed a good sleep to recover from carrying heavy wet rugs up the stairs to dry in the sun. Do you have any idea how heavy they can be?

Bart and I lifted one rug step by step setting it down most steps. I was calling on Jesus to help us get it up the stairs and out the door. The many rugs dripping made a sloppy wet path.

The reason I slept until 2:30 today has to do with the scoliosis and a Harrington rod which cause my body to quit at strange times.

Sitting up and typing stories used to take me out for days. My first story took a month to write partly because I would not be able to sit up for the next few day after working on the computer.

God has been doing this thing in my body the last 18 months. It started with getting 10,000 steps every day. That in it’s self was a miracle because it left no room for a day of complete rest.

After thirty days of 10,000 steps I started running every day making me stronger in my core. Then thirty days later I started sitting down at the computer every night and typed something. Mostly it was a journal type writing but sometimes I wrote a blog post.

The 10,000 steps stopped at 102 days which also stopped the continuous running, but the sitting at my computer and typing has continued and is approaching 18 months of not missing a day save the death of our father.

This will be day 5 of writing and posting a blog post, which I believe will turn into something new.

God is So Very Good!

All night dreams of how to get good drinking water flood my mind.

Not long after waking I see someone from the electric company arrive to mark where not to dig. He said, “I received an emergency notice 45 minutes ago.”

“The last we heard was Friday or Monday!”

Suddenly trucks start arriving with equipment.

I ask the drilling team, “How much are you going to dig up? Do I have time to save my flowers?”

Someone asks, ” What exactly is it you want to save? He will pull the flowers first!”

I watch as this machine move so gently it could be picking up baby chicks, but it is my grandma’s Hollyhocks instead. These good hearted men even helped me look for tulip bulbs to pull out so I am able to replant them.

They only dig one hole. Then shoot a pipe through the ground to the house and pierce the wall!

Inside the house, they attached a mesh connecting the copper pipe to the drill and pull it through, like needle work.

I am grateful they didn’t need to destroy the brick flower bed that sits just above the broken pipe.

Just as I was thankful yesterday to have water to wash my hands, today I have water that doesn’t taste like garden hose.

It is just like God to set up a mess to bring about an important ending. He also created an opening to fix the mess!

The drilling company just happened to have an opening in the schedule to fix our water line sooner than we could have hoped for.

We had received notice of lead in the water line and how to fix the it! We bought water filters that take out the lead.

But God said, “Not good enough! I’ve got this!”

Bonus: The city paid for the waterline and we have a clean basement.

Sleep fought hard to stay away.

Bart arose from bed about the time I closed my eyes. It was not long before I cover my head with a pillow escaping the rising sun.

It feels like a week packed itself into the last two days.  When I woke after 3 hours sleep Bart told me all the people he talked with and the Serve Pro guy stopped by saying, “It looks like you are doing a very good job.”

Bart did go to the store while I slept for drinking water. Later someone from town brought buckets of water for flushing the toilet.  Finally we connected with our neighbor and water is flowing through a garden hose! Joy fills our hearts as water arrives to wash our hands.

It feels like God is saying, “Clean the basement!”

The city will pay to put in a new line, so we are not spending money for anything but water so far.

I did ask the water guy about the portability of the water.

He said, “I can’t tell you it is safe because it is going through a garden hose.”

As the conversation changed to the life we lived drinking out of garden hoses and playing on such dangerous toys as seesaw. The younger man who has young kids coveted those days.

I am drinking some of the water but with my refined taste buds the hose is not preferable. Maybe I will ask my neighbor to fill my pitcher in her house and bypass the hose for drinking water?

Thankfully we have not lost anything important, I did find a wet box of Christmas decorations we used this year but when I dumped it out everything inside was in good shape.

God is so very good. The mouse came in the mail today and it took a little finagling to get it to connect to my computer. What I notice the most is the ease of the keyboard of my desktop compared to the laptop. I am Thankful for both.

I am trying this writing everyday on my blog. The writing is a bit different. Do any of you have a preference? I do need to get to bed it is 3:36 A.M.

God Bless You with a wonderful night’s sleep and a day filled with Love! In Christ Jesus Name I Pray! Amen.

THIS morning started with the realization that my rechargeable mouse died, an easy fix to buy a new one.

On the other hand, just as I was making dinner, I heard water running.

Bart went downstairs to get a light bulb and found water pouring into the basement from between two bricks, it was covering most of the floor but there were some dry spots yet. We turned off the water to the house but the water keep pouring in.

Who do you call at 9:00 P.M. on Memorial Day?

Bart tried a few numbers and finally called the police.

They arrived in minutes and got to work trying to find a way to stop the water and helping to gather water in a bucket and put it down a drain. They brought some putty to try and it worked except the water started to push through in a different spot.

The Police did get a hold of the man in charge of the water. He arrived  and shut off the water line to the house. God Bless the Police in this town!

They all thought the water must have been leaking for a while, but there are no puddles of water anywhere but the basement.

I heard it when it started about 5:00 but it was such a little noise, by 8:00 I knew water was running somewhere. God Is Good!

God has a way of making things known early so the damage is minimal.

Do you ever have a day when everything goes so well, it feels like God is preparing every step for you to succeed?

Today has been like this for me. I talked with a woman after church and when I mentioned my blog she said, “It is good practice to write every day.”

I didn’t tell her it is more like every few weeks I publish something. But God has given me the ability to sit up and write on my computer every day for the last year, save the funeral. Considering my scoliosis it is a miracle.

Her comment has stayed with me all day, but to publish something daily seems much more intimate.

The rest of the day has gone wonderful until I sat down at my computer and found both my key board and mouse were out of battery, so I have turned to my laptop computer to write. It is not as comfortable, but maybe God is suggesting I use it more often and get comfortable with it?

Some times a God uses a problem to move us to a new area we don’t want to do but really need to.

This last winter I watched a movie with a girl who couldn’t read until her mother showed her using different highlight colors separate the words.

Dose anyone else do this?

It explained why I color my Bible, books, and my blog posts. When everything is all one color it all bleeds together.

Forty years ago in college I understood my trouble with tests, dates, and directions is from  dyslexic tendencies.

Now at sixty I learn highlighting  and different color ink helped me overcome deficiencies?

Who Knew It Would Help Me Read? I thought color only brings Joy! Only Jesus would Know what I Need!

GOD IS SO VERY GOOD!

This morning as I was putting on my Face and Neck cream and thought, “Today, I need to pick up a refill.”

First I have prayer meeting, the reason I am up and moving. Afterward, I take the chance to talk and of course a trip to the bathroom before I can drive to Target.

Parking, I see a woman  a few rows over, with a cane and a young child. I pray for her healing from a distance and go on into the store. Getting my bearings, I start walking in the probable direction to find my face cream.

Walking down the isle, I see the lady I prayed for. She pushed a cart into the isle in front of me.

I walk past her.

“Go back and talk to her!”

Approaching her I said, “I saw you in the parking lot and I prayed for you, but I was wondering if I could pray for you in person.”

“Yes.”

I remember, “Do you mind if I touch you?

“No.”

Laying my hand on her shoulder I Pray, “God Bless you with healing in every cell in your body from the top of your head to the bottom of your feet, and The LOVE  of God Fill you giving you strength, courage, and joy.”

Afterward, I wanted her to know God has done miracles in me and that God will do the same thing for her.

Her little friend becomes restless so I move on to the reason I came, or so I thought. What  I find is a box saying they are out.

When I felt the nudge of God to go to Target, God was setting up a meeting with this woman to say, “I SEE YOU! I KNOW YOU AND WANT TO PUT COURAGE INTO YOU!”

Beautiful Woman, if you read this remember, God set up the meeting just for me to pray over you and let you Know He Sees you. You are not alone. You ARE LOVED!

God is finally getting my attention.

All my life God has been first, but now setting time aside to commune with Him has been pushed to the evening before bed.  I am still talking with Him all day but it is not the same.

The first reason has to do with turning 50. I started waking up in the middle of the night for hours, so now I just stay up.

The second reason  I used to get up with the sun spend time with God and take care of my family. Now my husband who was the night owl is up long before me. Things are different.

So what does this have to do with pain?

I have been reading Facebook memories often about waking in great pain and not able to do anything.

But, then I spend time with God

the pain leaves, and I get up and run or clean or do yard work free of pain.

I am not saying that always happened but it is often enough; I need to take account, and get back to PUTTING GOD FIRST!

LORD HELP ME SUCCEED IN PUTTING YOU FIRST IN MY DAY!

IN CHRIST JESUS NAME I PRAY, AMEN.

God has been showing me things He has done for my good that are difficult circumstances.

Do you think some of the tough things in your life could actually be for your good?

This week God surprised me with the difficult memory that bad dreams are made of. Dad took us across the country to start a new life without Mom. Mom didn’t give up and got detectives to find us.

A year and 3000 miles later we were found. She wanted take us the same way he did. The detectives drove up and asked us to take a drive with them.  We hopped into the vehicle.

Mom was trying to take my little sister out of daycare, but they wouldn’t give my sister to her.  This was the God step. It kept us in  town to work things out.

My brother and I arrive behind my mom’s vehicle. She jumps out of her vehicle and comes to give me a hug. I haven’t seen her in a year and was last told that she didn’t love me so I am confused and upset.

The daycare people must have called the police or maybe Mom did so Dad wouldn’t take off with us again. The police come and we are put into the system and Dad goes to jail.

What God showed me this week was that He made it possible for us to go through the court system so Mom received custody. Dad cannot come and take us again legally.

The fact that my mom could find us was a miracle in the first place.

How many instances do you have in your life that you could to see differently?

God used my story to help a woman who’s husband left her with the kids, she let go of her bitterness and become thankful to have her children.

Do you have a story that God can use to help others? Be Brave and Step Out of Your Comfort Zone!