A weekend at CofO

Last week I silently prayed that God would send me work to do so I could make some money. He answered two hours later with a call from Dr. Williams wanting me to help her clean her house.
I was kind of dreading the cleaning, but I got over there and I realized how much Dr. Williams needed my help and it was instantly worth it. I got to work along side her, which was awesome. :-) She wanted to wash her collection of Norman Rockwell plates. I jumped up on the counter and we shared tidbits of our lives. I had never had such a meaningful conversation while up on a counter. There's something about helping someone and talking to them about the little things in your life that have made you the way you are.
At one point I had to hop over the stove. I lost my footing and almost smashed my poor employer. I think we both felt a little closer after that incident.
Dr. Williams has blessed my life so much and I hope she knows that. I can feel the changes God has done through Dr. Williams and I am astounded. She is amazing... She is an amazing disciple of God.

Last night Emma and I were feeding her bosses dogs. Her boss went out of town this weekend so we house-sat. I had never been to their house before so now when I think of it, it kind of surprises me that I am comfortable at someones house of whom I have never met. Anyway, we were feeding the dogs and found we had locked ourselves out of the house. Emma and I both prayed that God would give us someway to get inside. I discovered a new bit of myself; I get depressed when I am placed in a stressful situation. In my depressed state of mind I continued to pray and walked back and forth on the porch moping. We were key-less and phone-less. All the windows were locked, all the doors were locked... no way in. Suddenly Emma had the bright of idea of bobby pins that she had conveniently left in her hair after going to the Lake. Hours before this obstacle occured she asked me if her hair looked OK. It did, and I'm so thankful.
Emma stuck a bobby pin in the key hole and shook a bit. "This always works in the movies! It has to work now!!" After about ten minutes, the lock turned, and Emma and I rejoiced. God answered another one of our prayers, except much faster this time.

Sometimes I forget to pray about little things... Things like smiling at people as they walk past, or doing something small for someone. Most of these are things I want to get into the habit of doing. I want to always think to pray about something before I do it. I want to think of others before myself. I want to always be thinking of ways to glorify God. I think that I need to start each morning with the simple, yet humbling prayer, "God, thank you... for your mercies are new each day."