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Heather Anderson

Well Being

Be Still & Know I Am God

I recently messed up and paid too much on our credit card debt. I realize that usually it is great to pay off debt, including the dreaded credit card. In this case, though, I paid too much. (It brought our account down to the point where we were going to be around $130 short by the end of the month.) Luckily I realized it before the end of the month and Phil and I tried to come up with a plan. We knew we could always ask our parents for help but we really want to avoid doing that. We also needed to pay tithe. If we skipped it, we could easily have the money with enough to buy groceries. But I have never done that and God has always provided for us. As my mom says, “there is always enough” so Phil and I took a chance and trusted in God.

It was pretty scary but we put our tithe in the offering plate that Sabbath. Phil told me later that he also put $6 in the plate, which had been in his wallet for awhile. (Really it was scary for me. I have never been this close to not having enough money. Phil got his MFA making $500 a month… He had been down this road before.) By doing this we knew that God was going to have to supply the rest.

Here is where God worked that next week:

  • My dad was in town and he (praise God) bought us groceries! He also left behind some cash. Between that and some other cash that we had planned on using for something fun, we were able to raise $90 of the $130… Sad that it had to go to this, but we know that we have a lot of fun together as a family, especially when we don’t have a negative bank account…
  • We have a savings account with not a lot of money in it. Luckily, there was a little more than $40 in it so we were able to raise the rest of the $130!
  • My parents didn’t ask us but donated some money to us. (we did not ask them!) While we were able to raise the money for the possible bounced checks, we still needed money for cat food…

God didn’t stop there.

  • I decided to do our taxes earlier than we normally do them. Actually I do them around this time but wait to actually file them because we always owe money… I expected to owe money this year but God continued to bless us by giving us enough money to pay off the rest of our credit card debt.
  • We also know that we are going to have a large expense this summer that we were not looking forward to paying. The week after paying our tithe, Phil found out that the town he works in has as special program that helps pay this large expense. In this case it covers the entire expense.

All of this happened after we paid our tithe. While all of these probably would have still happened if we hadn’t asked God for help, I know that the timing seems more important as these occurred after paying our tithe. We took a leap in asking God for help and He provided. I just read in a Bible study on the book of James by Beth Moore that she has been asked why doesn’t God just provide for our needs without us having to ask Him. She points out that God wants us to ask because He wants a relationship with us where we learn to trust in Him. And I did that week.

Going a step further, when the Egyptians were chasing the Israelites after Pharaoh changed his mind on letting them go, the Israelites cried to Moses. They stated in Exodus 14:12, “Didn’t we say to you in Egypt, ‘Leave us alone; let us serve the Egyptians’? It would have been better for us to serve the Egyptians than to die in the desert!” Moses spoke to them about being delivered by God and then said in verse 14 “The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.” They were complaining and God told them to be still. The NKJV says to “hold your peace” in place of be still. Shortly after this the sea was split in two and the Israelites crossed on dry land. This verse really spoke to me because Phil and I had to be still with our money and not try to do it on our own. In doing this, we saw the mighty hand of God provide more abundantly than we needed. My suggestion for you. Just be still and wait for God to fight for you.


Corn Bean Soup

I have been making this recipe for several years now and it is an easy, quick meal if you also want something healthy for dinner. It can be cooked in a crock pot, but I cook it on the stove, usually when I am too lazy busy to make anything else in the house a complex meal* and forgot to set up the crock pot that morning. We, also, only use one type of bean, such as black or red, for the soup, as opposed to two different types of beans that the recipe calls for. I am guessing on the amount of cumin and chili powder as I usually just eyeball it. If you think that is too much, then decrease the amount to around 1 tsp each. I personally like the taste of cumin so I add a lot to everything this soup. I have also added fire roasted tomatoes as well as plain diced tomatoes at the same time. I actually prefer the fire roasted tomatoes but we didn’t have that when I made this recipe. With that in mind, there are many different combinations of this soup that make it very easy to make if you get sick of this particular recipe.

*In my house, complex meal really means anything that takes at least 2 pots and more than 15 minutes to make.


  • 1 can Rotel (original)
  • 1 15.5 oz can black beans
  • 1 15.5 oz can pinto or red beans
  • 1 28 oz can diced tomatoes (the fire roasted tomatoes are also really good)
  • 1 small bag frozen corn (I used about half of the bag)
  • 1 tbsp cumin
  • 1/2 – 1 tbsp chili powder
  • 1/2 – 1 tsp garlic powder (for taste)
  • Fritos or tortilla chips
  • Potential Toppings: plain yogurt or sour cream, cilantro, cheese, jalapenos, avocado,


  1. Mix everything together besides the Fritos and toppings in a large sauce pan.
  2. Heat until the soup is hot. I look for the liquid to just start boiling. While it is heating, stir the pot every once in awhile so that the soup does not stick to the bottom of the pan.
  3. Add chips to a bowl and eat.

I hope you enjoy this recipe! If you have a version of this recipe, please share in the comments below.


We Three Kings

When I turned 15 I was the only teenager who didn’t want to learn how to drive. My parents repeat a lot that I wanted to live on a bus line so I didn’t have to drive and preferably in a big city. To me it sounded wonderful. But my life did not bring me to this wonderful city living. Instead my parents forced made me take drivers ed, I learned to drive and I got my license at 16. Sometime after that this story happened.

One day my parents went to a meeting at church and my younger brother and I were left to get dinner. My parents had graciously provided money for some pizzas, so Patrick and I ordered pizza and I went to pick it up. (For some reason, my brother did not go but I can’t remember why.) On the way back, I felt something weird happening with the car so I pulled into a dirt driveway for a realtor’s business kind of in the middle of nowhere. The area was on a main road that had a sub division located about 2 miles from where I pulled over. The realtors office was closed.  I got out of the car and saw that I had a flat tire.

This was in 1997ish and I got my first cell phone around 2001, so there was no calling anyone without having to walk at least 2 miles, hoping the house I went to was safe. I also had not been taught how to change a tire in drivers ed. I knew, from watching my dad, that you took the lug nuts off the car with the long wrench in the back of the car. (If you know about car parts, sorry I don’t know the correct terminology.) I should also mention that it was dark out. I got the manual and went to the part about changing a tire. If I remember correctly, it was lacking in many of the details on how to do this, but I knew I could do it.

First I learned how to jack the car up so that I could remove the wheel. I put the jack on the edge of the car and it caused an indent into the car. But I did it anyway.  There were 5 lug nuts on my car and I proceeded to take them off.  While putting the wrench on the first lug nut, I realized it was going to be really hard so I came up with a song to sing while taking them off. This was in the spring time, but for some reason, I decided to sing “We Three Kings”. Every time I would go to push the wrench, I would sing “We Three Kings” and then push. One lug nut after another came off and I thought I could do this. “We Three Kings”, third one came off. “We Three Kings”, fourth one came off. “We Three Kings”, stuck. Try again. Stuck again. In fact, it seemed like the wrench wasn’t fitting exactly onto the lug nut. I kept trying, while singing the song. Still stuck. And I was getting frustrated.

I took a break and decided to eat some pizza. At this point I had been gone from home for 1 1/2 hours. (Due to my diabetes, I also needed to eat something.) While I had been praying all along, I began to earnestly pray for help, thinking that if I continued singing that song, it might help. I tried again and that lug nut did not bulge. I was stuck in my car and I knew my options were limited. My brother couldn’t drive and my parents were not going to get back from church for another hour or so. I did not want to walk the two miles to the sub division because I was uncertain of how far it would actually be. While thinking about my options, I tried doing morse code with SOS with the lights. No one stopped… I tried singing other songs to calm myself but I realized I was really stuck. Even though I was worried about my situation a peace came over me that it was going to be ok even though I didn’t have any idea what I was going to do. I mean I was using morse code…

I waited in the car for a good 45 minutes more before I began to really think about walking to the subdivision. About the time I was about to start walking, a car pulled in behind me and my dad got out. (Since becoming a parent, I’ve come to realize that he was probably more relieved than I was.) He quickly assessed the situation and took off the last lug nut. If you are ever in a similar situation, you should know that there is a special lug nut on cars that needs a special part that goes on the wrench to take off this lug nut. Later my dad told me that he spent a lot of time trying to figure out which way he thought I would have gone to the pizza place. Praise God, he chose the correct route the first time.

This Christmas season, I am glad that God provided that situation for me. First, I now know there are special lug nuts. Secondly, I remember that peace that came at a time I should have been worried. Third, like my dad, the wise men were searching for a prized treasure. Unlike my dad, that treasure saved them.

Have a Merry Christmas and a blessed New Year!

“Where is He who has been born King of the Jews? For we have seen His star in the East and have come to worship Him.” Matthew 2:2

Well Being

How I Started Running

I have always thought that people who run, especially those who run outside, were in super shape. I also thought that I would never be able to do that, mainly because I don’t like to run. Or more importantly, when I start running, my body tells me to stop. At least that was how I felt about 1 year ago. What happened a year ago is that my husband and I purchased a treadmill. Actually my health insurance provided enough money so they actually purchased this treadmill. Before this I belonged to a gym off and on since I went to college. I found that I was quite regular in going but the drive to the gym and back made it easy to say no at times.

My mother and father were awesome parents who taught me to enjoy exercise. Three times a week, they took my brother and I to a torture chamber swim class which was 1 hour and 15 minutes of 200 IMs, lots of freestyle and, the best part, water polo. It was hard, but lots of studies show the importance of exercise for those with type 1 diabetes, especially if you enjoy the exercise.

While I still love swimming, it is really hard to find a place nearby that has swimming as it is usually too expensive. I also love rock climbing but my husband hurt his hand in a subway in Hong Kong and you need two people to do it. (I still regret rushing to get on that subway) Because of this, when I gave birth to Jack, I was in the worst shape of my life. I hadn’t exercised much right before I got pregnant and I didn’t feel comfortable starting anything new.  So after I gave birth, I felt horrible physically and I was very excited to have the treadmill.

When I taught, many of the teachers were using a new app called “Couch to 5k” or “Couch to 10k”. It is an app that I started using a couple years before I got pregnant and then stopped when I got to the part of running 3 miles straight. Fast forward to February of this year and I downloaded it again. I started the program and it very slowly eased me into running. When I got to the running 3 miles straight, I think it took me at least a week of starting and stopping until I could complete it. It was not easy but I felt good after completing it. I then kept going with the app until I realized I had run 4 miles. That was the longest I had ever run and I realized then that I could possibly run a 10k. Because this is the goal of the app, I started looking around to see if I could find a 10k that matched up with when I completed the app’s program. I found one that was located near me that took place on a flat surface. (I needed flat) I then brought it up with my husband and he, though surprised, was all for it. I signed up and I ran. a. 10k.

image3Actually I ran most of it. I had to walk for part of it when there was a hill but I was able to complete it. I was not last, but I was most definitely not in the first group of people. I know that the app  motivated me because it very gradually increased the amount of running I did at each session.

By the way, I didn’t stop at a 10k. Yesterday I ran my first half marathon. It. was. really. hard. But I did it and my time was 2:40. image1All I am going to say about the race for now is that my legs really hurt and I better understand what the author of Hebrews meant when he said “Therefore we also, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.” (Hebrews 12:1, 2)

This is what worked for me. Do you have something that has helps you get moving? Please let me know in the comment section below.


Tips For Flying With A 1 Year Old

Tip #1 Don’t do it

Recently my parents asked me to fly to Texas so I could be there for a procedure my dad was having and he was going to be in the hospital for a couple days. I would be happy to say that they wanted to see me, but really they wanted to see Jack. (I know this because all most of the time when we are video calling my parents ask to see Jack. I don’t blame them, he is really cute) The problem was that I was flying by myself with someone who stares at people when they are eating hoping they will feed him and has no clue that crawling over a person’s lap is not socially acceptable when you don’t know the person but… I couldn’t get out of flying as it was really important that I be there for my family. In the process of flying down and back with only a little crying from me I came up with some helpful tips. I also asked some friends who have flown with their young children who gave way better advice than I could give. Here they are:

Tip #2 Get a seat for your child

My parents flew a lot and have a lot of miles that they saved. Because of this, they were able to get a seat for both Jack and I. I know that I am extremely lucky and this gave Jack a little room to move around. I also chose to not bring a car seat. I was worried that he wouldn’t be able to calm down or sleep but instead I found it a lot easier because he was able to look out the window and could almost lay down on the seat. (I kept trying to tell Jack that this was the only time he would be able to lie down like this in his seat… He really didn’t want to listen to me, but I tried.)

Tip #3 Avoid lay overs, especially really long ones img_4798

On the way down I had 4 hours at DFW. Because Jack had gotten up really early and had only slept for 1 hour on the plane, he did ok for part of the time there. At least they had the skylink and we rode around it for like an hour. Towards the end of the 4 hours, he was done but unfortunately we had another plane ride. And. he. yelled. for. most. of. the. flight. When my husband and I flew down over Christmas, we had no lay over and that was wonderful!

Tip #4 Bring a stroller

It doesn’t matter what kind but if you can’t do Tip #3, bring a stroller. We purchased a cheap umbrella stroller and it was super helpful at DFW. I was able to walk everywhere with just a backpack, a bag with stuff for Jack to do on the plane (See tip #9) and Jack in the stroller. Another helpful tool for an infant is to use a carrier to carry your child. It helps with going through security but a stroller is easier if you are by yourself.

img_4817Tip #5 Ask the flight attendant if there is an entire row free

I asked at every flight if they had any rows that were completely free. Because I was flying on a Tuesday during non peak hours, they had the space and I had the entire row to myself besides the first flight. I was at the back of the plane most of the time, but it was louder so not as many people could hear Jack when he was yelling taking loudly. It also allowed us to get up and walk. (See tip #9)

Tip #6 If you are flying with a significant other book an aisle and a window seat

I asked my friend, Kijana who recently flew from Austin Tx to Stockholm, Sweden with her husband and 9 month old and they only had 2 seats between them. She said if you do this to “pray [that] no one books the middle seat so you can have that for baby and baby’ stuff.” She did not mention if they were able to get the middle seat, but if you check out tip #5, having a row to yourself is amazing. Also, they were flying a really long time with a 9 month old. Give them a (virtual) high five for doing that!

Tip #7 Book a bassinet

My sister-in-law did this for many of her cross Pacific trips with her two sons. (Count them, 2 under 4…) If you call the airline ahead of time I have heard that you can book a bassinet so that the baby can sleep in front of you if you are in one of the bulkhead seats. This is not available on every flight so you want to call ahead of time and see if you can get it. It is probably is available on the long flights.

Tip #8 See if a flight attendant can watch your child while you go to the restroom

A flight attendant actually offered this to me and she mentioned that the best time to do this is after they have served the drinks. Most of them are parents and understand that sometimes you have to go to the restroom. It’s worth it to ask! Also, trying to hold a 1 year old in those restrooms is a once in a lifetime experience.

Tip #9 Activities for your child during a flight

  • I ended up packing a lot of Jack’s favorite toys and books. I would not pull them out until it was obvious he needed them. He kept taking the magazine and emergency pamphlet from the seat in front of him. Kijana said that if your child is a light sleeper to plan on keeping your baby amused for the whole flight. If they have the plane entertainment system it might also be a necessary break for the parents.
  • Another friend, Janice let me know about these sticky items that stick to the window of the plane (and other areas) that can be found at Target’s $1 area. Her son was amused by these stickers and I am pretty confident I would be too. Give Janice a (virtual) high five.
  • If you have a sippy cup, make sure you open it up before the planeimg_4818 takes off as water will shoot out of it and make a mess. (Learned this the hard way. Also sorry seatmate in front of me)
  • Pack snacks. Keep in mind easy and anything that can cause a mess will. I put cheerios in a small cup that Jack could pull out when he wanted. (Yes they went everywhere but it meant he was preoccupied for a bit of time. I figured that was a win even though I was picking them up at the end of the flight.)
  • Pacifiers or bottle or food for takeoff and landing. Moriah, whose 2.5 year old has flown all over East Asia mentioned crunchy snacks especially help. (She recently just flew with a 2.5 year old from Taiwan. Give her a (virtual) high five also.) I had 4 pacifiers and all 4 fell on the ground at some point by the end of my flight down to Austin. Luckily we had already landed when the 4th one fell. This helps relieve the pressure caused by the taking off and landing.img_4797
  • Moriah said that sensory books were helpful where the pages of the books have different fabrics and babies like to touch all the pages.
  • Jack was just at that stage where he was starting to walk but not on his own. For the last half hour of most of the flights we ended up walking up and down the aisles. It seemed like everyone was super happy to see him. One dad even said that he had a 1 month old and I felt good because I was able to tell him that it gets better. Also, the best part is waiting on the plane for the stroller (see tip #3). Jack waived at everyone as they got off and it was hilarious/adorable.

Tip #10 Pray

Kijana wrote “Be courteous to other passengers but not apologetic if you have to do normal things to take care of baby. You’re doing nothing wrong by flying with an infant!” Moriah said that most people are pretty chill and understanding and I found that no one complained or glared at me when I had Jack. Inimg_4794 fact I had a lot of people help me out whether it was holding something so I could put Jack in his stroller to watching him on the airplane so I could use the restroom. I knew that my prayers were answered because I made it there and back without too much screaming effort. Most importantly, I might consider ignoring step #1 again in the near future.

Oh and my dad’s procedure went well and one of the first things he asked for was to see Jack. Special thanks to Janice, Kijana and Moriah who all ignored step #1.

Do you have any tips for flying with your child? What has worked or not worked for you?



Toilet Paper on the Floor

I am surprised at how different the reality of being a parent is from the expectations I had before my son was born. I felt like everywhere I looked people were complaining about parenting: how hard being a parent is, how tired they were from being a parent and how they could not wait until they had alone time. Since I am now on this end looking back, I don’t think they gave the whole picture of being a parent. Yes, being a parent is tiring, hard and I love it when I can take a break to clean and organize my whole house check pinterest for the 3rd 10th time today to get ideas I am totally going to never going to do. Instead of dwelling on the negatives I want to mention a few of the infinite reasons why being a parent is so much better than I ever imagined.

Reason #1 Before I became a parent, I was a math teacher at a public high school. I love teaching and one of the things that drove me in the classroom was seeing my students learn something they did not know before. If I could make it entertaining, my students might even enjoy learning the subject too. Now, as a parent, I love watching Jack discover new things. Jack started climbing the stairs a couple weeks ago. Phil let him do it and if, given the chance, Jack can “run” and climb our stairs, he will. Did I mention that he can’t walk yet? He clambers up the stairs, huffing and puffing as he goes. (I am right behind him to make sure he is ok.) You can tell he loves doing it too!


Reason #2 So Reason #1 is Jack discovering climbing. Reason #2 is Jack learning there is a baby swing in his room, making a baby motion for me to put him into this swing (A baby motion is Jack starting to climb into this swing not realizing how much it swings and almost falling out of it) and helping him swing. (This baby swing is the type you put your 1 month old in to so you can check pinterest organize your closet.) The swinging lasts for 7 seconds before he is climbing on top of it. He loves this and will do it for far longer than I want to watch him. (We are planning on moving that swing.)

Reason #3 At the park today they had a curved bridge on the playground. I would never have noticed it but Jack was having a hard time crawling over it due to his socks being attached to his PJs and the material of the playground. He kept slipping. I would wedge my foot so that he could use it as a hold and could crawl over it. Sometimes I wouldn’t get my foot there in time and he would start to slip. Instead of getting frustrated, he would giggle. He then started going over it and would want to slip so that he could continue the fun. I think we spent 10 minutes just him starting to crawl up the bridge, slipping and then giggling.

Reason #4 Jack has discovered the toilet roll and how, when you hit it just right, you can have paper fly everywhere. To be honest, I think it’s pretty neat and would do it myself until I remember that we are paying for that roll of toilet paper. Now I just reroll it when he starts doing it and he can do it a couple more times.

Reason #5 Jack’s giggles

Reason #6 Jack eating anything. He can out eat most people I know.

Reason #7 Next door to my parents, there is a brown/tannish dog. One day my dad and Jack were walking by and it started barking.  Jack looked at it and started barking back.  The next day, there were some deer in the backyard. Jack took one look at those deer and started barking at them. Luckily he doesn’t understand me when I tell him he’s wrong. It’s really cute hearing him bark.

I am surprised that God blessed me with being Jack’s momma. Being a parent has also reminded me of one of Jesus’ promises. In Luke 12:32, Jesus states “Fear not, little flock; for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom.” At some point, Jack is going to develop some fear. Fear of heights (he has to develop something so he can stop heading to those stairs!), fear of sharks (ask his daddy), fear of velociraptors (don’t ask) fear of a lot of things. This scares me that he might develop a fear about not receiving the kingdom. But Jesus reminds us (and Jack) to not _mg_2079fear and, more important, that He wants to give us the kingdom. I cannot imagine what the kingdom will be like but there are many beautiful verses that give us small glimpses. Besides those verses, one of my favorite glimpses of the kingdom has to be a 1 year old pulling on a toilet roll until all the paper has disappeared.. Or a 1 year old climbing into a too small swing… or barking… or… you get the idea. Just imagine a baby giggling.

What are some reasons why being a parent is so much better than you ever imagined?  Leave a comment below and I will add the best to this list.
Check out Ashley’s description of a day with children who are a little bit older than Jack. Especially pay attention to their paintbrushes.


Updated 9/25/2016

Here are more comments about being a parent.

Beth-Anne writes: “Seeing the world through my sons eyes, getting a view and deeper view of God, slowing down and not being as productive, snuggles….I could go on and on”

Amber writes: “One of my favorite parts of being a parent is that moment when a habit or principle or something that I’ve been trying to teach Rachael finally clicks with her… and suddenly it’s her own”

Tima writes: “Best part about being a parent – Last night I had four warm, sticky, sweaty arms wrap around me and two little voices say I love you. They melt my heart!”

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The Little Things

I first told this at my church two weeks before I delivered my son in August, 2015. It was for the offering call and I was extremely pregnant. Because of this everything about me was huge including my feet and my emotions. I started off by reminding the congregation of my being pregnant even though they did not need to be reminded. Some of the following could have been slightly different but here is what I wrote ahead of time. I only changed the wording when it did not seem to make sense in print:

“Have you ever noticed how God looks out for the big things of life but also the little things? I want to talk with you about some of these little things that God has done for me recently.

I have always disliked our couch since the day we got it. It is hard to sit on and too small for laying down comfortably. Only two people could sit on it without getting in anyone’s way. One of few things this couch had going for it was that it was free and I am grateful for that. One day Phil and I were going to our daily trip to a local home building store and one of our neighbors was selling their couch. On a whim, we stopped and they offered it to us for half the cost. We sat on it and decided to buy it. You have to understand. Phil and I have never made a decision as fast as we did when we decided to buy that couch. We easily could spend two days trying to decide what trash can to purchase for our bathroom even though it is just $10. Do not even ask how long it took us to pick our living room color. Earlier that day I had been thinking it would be nice to have a more comfortable couch and this turned out to be exactly what we were looking for. In fact, my father was able to stay with us for a week to help out before we have this baby. We did not have anywhere for him to stay before. I know it is just a couch, but God sent us this couch at just the right time.

I am a type 1 Diabetic. Since getting pregnant, I have had more doctor’s visits than is normal for most pregnant women. For example, I went 1-2 times a month to see my diabetic doctor and nutritionist. We had to go for the normal ultrasounds, etc, but we also had to go to a special baby heart doctor so we could see if there were any complications with our son’s heart. (There was not, praise God!) In addition, for the past 2 months I have had to go to my ob two times a week for a stress test and ultrasound. Many people have been making comments about my being due August 23 and how hot it is going to be. (Looking back, they are right. My husband had to wear a jacket for part of this summer.) This was another little thing. If I had been due earlier, I would have had to leave work twice a week to go to all of these doctor’s visits because they only took place from 8 to 9 in the morning. I am a teacher and to leave at that time would have been an issue for my students and my school. Because I was due so late in the summer I was able to attend all of these appointments without missing work. My work would have accommodated me, but it was nice not having to do that. I praise God for my due date at the end of the summer even though it was easily the hottest summer of my life.

I am also thankful to God for a booth at Panera. There is only one booth (Turns out there are two but I did not remember this until after I had told this.) in the entire Panera and it is really hard to get this booth most days  during the lunch hours. During one busy day at noon, Phil and I surprisingly got the booth. Phil said, “I was praying that we would get this booth”. You see, we had just found out that we had just had a miscarriage and needed that extra privacy that that booth provided. When Phil said that I felt that God was there supporting us at that time. It was exactly what we needed at that time. God always provides us with big things, but he also gives us little things, like a couch, a hot late summer due date and a booth at Panera.”

At this point in the offering call, I am crying and this is why I had reminded the church that I was pregnant at the beginning. Because God finally answered the unanswered prayer we had in that booth. Two weeks later, our son was born. During the pregnancy I had to keep my blood sugar under control. It was the hardest I have ever had to control my diabetes, but my son was and still is healthy. Praise God!

Fear not, little flock; for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom. – Luke 12:32

What little thing has God done for you? Leave a comment as I would love to read your little thing.

— Heather