Moving Mountains

So much has transpired with President Trump’s first week in office.  The world is divided among deaf, dumb and desperately trying to be compassionate.

It is exhausting to listen to chaos and love others through it.  Still, that is my goal.

Sometimes, it REALLY is as simple as loving the person right in front of you. I have not been to our shop in about two weeks between our recent trip and the fact I work so much from home.

This morning, as I closed my Bible and headed to work, I finished praying in the car. I closed with “Father God, please show me how to be of service to you today. You move mountains, not me. ”

Not a two minutes later, I noticed a woman stranded in her vehicle on Almaville Road. After a brief conversation, she agreed to let me drive her home. What a blessing to me!

As He would have it, she was from Egypt. Beautiful soul. Beautiful conversation. She knew the meaning of my name was song of joy and a bright, shining light.  Her whole countenance brought me great joy today.

She invited me to come have dinner in the future. When I sit at their table, I wanted to know the meaning of her name. Once again I smile. God let me “move” a “mountain” today!!

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