Thanks be to God (2)

Two stories of God's blessed providence today.

I called my friend Joe for some insignificant reason, and I happened to mention that our dormitory no longer carries cleaning supplies for us to clean our bathrooms with. This was on my mind, since I thought I was going to have to go to the store to get some later. Instead, Joe kindly offered to loan me some of his. Thank you, Lord.

Later today, on my way to church, I was attempting to pump air into my tires. I don't think I was having much success. A friend from school, a different Joe, stopped by and said hi. I explained to him that I was trying to figure out how much air to put in my tires, and he explained to me that this info. should be on the tires themselves. He then succeeded in helping me put inflate all my tires to an acceptable level. Without him, I wouldn't have had any hope of success. Also, when I filled up my tank, it came to $20.00 exactly.

Thanks be to God.

Thanks be to God (1)

Last night, as my roommate and I were delighting ourselves in the Lord, he gave us the desire of our heart.

We were in our room, lights out, ready to sleep, praying. One of our suite-mates was whistling and carrying on a conversation outside in the living area. Mid-prayer, my roommate asked, ". . . and quite honestly, Lord, that whoever's making noise out there would shut up." To the surprise and delight of our ears, just moments after we prayed that, the whistling stopped and they went into their room and closed the door. We thanked the Lord then and there.

I don't know how likely it is that our suite-mate could have heard my room-mate say "shut up." Our doors are made of heavy, solid wood, we were more moaning than speaking, but my roommate did emphasize those words with more volume. It doesn't matter--whether he heard us or not, our prayer was answered, and for that we were thankful.