When my alarm went off this morning at 5:30 I did not want to get up but I knew that if that twenty-two pound turkey was going to be done by lunch time I had to get it in the oven and fast. I went down and made a pot of very hot, strong, black coffee and sat alone in the house with my sad-eyed dog and somewhere in the basement Bennie the cat.
It was a wonderful lunch, my table was full with my family plus my uncle and aunt, who live across the street from me along with their son. There was laughter and lively conversation along with the abundance of food and I finished the dishes a few minutes ago since my dishwasher died last week! But the best part of today was not the food, or even the fellowship it was celebrating that God had answered hours of prayer and thousands of tears and we are welcoming twin boys into our family this spring!
I am very grateful for answered prayers, and as I say that I remember a song we used to sing that said, “You can’t hurry God you just have to wait, He may not come when you want Him but he’ll come on time!” He did come on time and we are so happy and grateful!
I don’t know why He loves me but I know that He sees me as I sit here alone in the house with my sad-eyed dog and somewhere in the basement Bennie, the cat.