Blogging is hard for this ol’ A.D.D. girl. I wish I could sit and tell you all that God has been blessing me with during my “Back Porch” prayer time. Maybe that will be a good place to start…I’m working through Proverbs again and today..the 15th chapter reminds me that “the Lord establishes the boundaries of the widow.” Just when you’re anxious…He speaks. He throws kisses,too. Like yellow and red roses bloomin’ on the same bush. Reminders of Lowry.

I’ve enjoyed visiting with so many women at retreats, banquets, breakfasts and lunches lately. Your testimonies of what God is doing in your lives are incredible and for many of you those testimonies are just beginning. Wait in expectation…He will show you great and marvelous things.

I laughed last night about testimonies…this will probably make an article. I was going to speak in Wiggins at Berean baptist. I’d made it out the driveway and was on my way when I happened to look at the gas gauge. Uh oh. I was also talking to my Willene my father-in-law’s wife and my dear friend. We were trying to set up a date to come to Florida. Not real good while driving to be doing too much.

I head north on 49, stop at the gas station, cars are lined up and of course when I get to the pump or pumps plural they all have those plastic bags over the handles. OUT OF GAS. GREAT. I can’t continue North on fumes so I take it back south. All the time I’m still talking on the cell. I can’t see my calendar so I try to find the overhead light (it’s dark outside) Instead I open the sky deally, sunroof or moonroof…whatever…it opened and oh my goodness, the wind caught my hair and my contacts. I’m a dried up ol’ prune anyway and when the wind hit my eyeballs it sucked all the liquid out of those babies. So, now I can’t see. I’m talking on the phone. I do put the phone down as I turn in the gas station. ONLY TO FIND that I CAN”T FIND MY WALLET.

I had visions of it sitting on the counter at Ross’s. I call my daughter in a panic. She’s going to call the store. I find a ten dollar bill run into get gas. My stomach is making it’s own, well….I was nervous y’all. I call Sue at Berean and explain my dilemma…hoping I wouldn’t be late. There’s a young man, obviously going on the big date, filling his tank watching me….He makes the comment that it’s wonderful to be able to fill his tank for 42 dollars. I said, I’d fill mine but I lost my wallet and then I said, I’m a fine one …going to talk to some women about being calm, and at peace and I’m frazzeled as frazzled woman could be… He smiled and said something about testimony and tests….He’s right there is no testimony without the test!ha God’s got a great sense of humor and I even found my billfold under the seat of the car. Hallelujah. Well, there I did it. I blogged.

Enjoyed the precious women at the dinner and our time with the each other and the Lord. His arms are around us, even at the hardest of times. kandi