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TRUST JESUS TODAY
this really happened!
It was a sloppy, rainy, dreary day when Bernice came to pick me up. She'd gotten lost several times and was rattled when she arrived. As she turned the car around in the driveway to head out, she banged into the basketball pole, jolting us both in our seats. We checked each other for damage and were fine. The car didn't have a scratch on it, but the pole was lying down in my backyard.
"My husband is going to kill me," I murmured as we drove to the coffee shop.
The next day, Jim, our neighbor and handyman, checked it out.
"This thing was ready to go down. It's a good thing your son wasn't shooting baskets when it decided to fall down on its own. It could've fallen right on him and crushed his chest, and banged up his head. I'll take it away to the dump for you."
He came in the house at my request for coffee and to look at some other odd jobs that needed attention.
My son asked to borrow the car to look for a summer job, which was causing him difficulty due to the economic downturn. When he returned he told us he'd had no luck. Jim was still checking out the work we needed done.
"If you don't mind getting dirty, I could use some help on a roofing job nearby, Alec. Just report to my house at 8:00 Monday morning. I'll pay you well plus buy you lunch."
"You're on!" my son responded enthusiastically.
As Jim left, he remarked that plowing our driveway would be much easier without that pole in the way.
So, I got my house fixed up, my son got a job, and it's easier to plow my driveway. God is amazing- much more than I ever thought He could be. And for Him, I'm sure our little troubles were a piece of cake!
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