What a difference a week makes! In some cases-- even a moment.
I have prayed for my son to come visit and here he came-- Christmas night!
It has been an experience. He has been away a long time.
My handicapped brother and I live together in this old homestead that just sold. That,
in itself, has been hard. However, we must trust God that He has better things for us.
So, while helping my son gain weight (I only cook every three days I told him), he is
healing from some past pains as he walks around the acre and the lake. I even had
some fireworks stored up that we celebrated with last night! It was beautiful-- just
like I am believing the New Year will be for my whole family. For sure, my daughter
and youngest son have better things on their horizon. Number one son is still clearing
his head to make his life better from sadness.
AND, Monday I begin sending out queries to Christian film companies to make my
book, "Beloved in Another Time, Another Place" into a movie-- and then series.
These plans are all to fund a crisis pregnance center in my area.
Thanks for prayers as I pray for you!