I had the pleasure of teaching in the public high school my children attended. Being in the same school had many positives, and maybe my kiddos would say there were a few negatives, too. One positive for my kids was that they had an advocate whose name carried some weight, particularly when they were late for class. They knew that their teacher would not question a hall pass signed by me. When they were late for some reason, they would make their way to my classroom and ask for a hall-pass. Being their mom made me want to have mercy on them. It didn’t take long for their friends to come asking for hall passes signed by me, too. I never had a teacher question a hall pass with my name on it in all the years I taught. You see, my name on the pass held a specific power.
It was the late fall of 2012; I was beginning to think about a move to Paris, France. It wasn’t something I ever saw coming. No, if you had asked me where I might live, Paris was NOT one of the places. Maybe, Europe somewhere, but definitely Not France!
Have you ever prayed about something just knowing God would answer this particular prayer powerfully? You come away with a complete assurance that the Father was happily nodding in agreement all the time you were praying. That the request was a done deal, the moment you asked?
In the morning, O LORD, You will hear my voice; In the morning I will order [my] [prayer] to You and [eagerly] watch. Psalm 5:3 NASB After having bought and then wrapped an abundance of gifts, everything was finally ready. The grandchildren’s Amazon lists had been finalized, and the plethora of packages had arrived.. Sometimes one byContinue reading ““THAT IS WHAT I ORDERED!””