God's faithfulness is my new couch
Mrs. Expat Teacher and I try to pray together each night before turning in. Earlier this week, during our prayers, we lost the plot and started talking about daily life.I lamented our couch! It was so uncomfortable that we joked it was a used at Gitmo for sleep depravation torture. I wanted a new couch, but didn't want to buy a new one. We got back on track and finished our prayers.
THE NEXT MORNING I received an e-mail from someone in our block of flats that was giving away a sleeper-sofa because they were buying a new one. All I had to do was pick it up. My camera-phone pic shows I did just that.
Moral of the story...God's listening even when we aren't talking and his faithfulness knows no bounds.
Praise Jesus!