I'll just add our current story to everyone else's stories. I mentioned briefly a post or two ago that our car blew-up and we only have DH's small truck to go anywhere (we all can't fit in it). Well, last Monday was the 4th and there was a flag raising ceremony and pancake breakfast at Church. Well, I called a sister that lives a block down the road and asked for a ride. Instead, she offered us her van indefinitely! When I expressed my hesitation, she said "I learned a long time ago that these things are the Lord's property and I should treat them as such." That was a beautiful sentiment. But that's not all to this story...
We were thinking that our car was destroyed (if you know about cars, we thought the heads were warped and that is just a sentence for the junk yard, in most cases). Well, the HPG leader came with his SonIL on Friday and checked the car out and apparently all it needs is new radiator fans! Hooray! And even better news than that is that my parents (who live 800 miles from here) are coming at the end of the month with a van for us. That will make toting 3 kids easier
Also, my dad is a mechanic and will be able to fix the car for us so we can sell it and use that money to pay Mom & Dad back for the van. This has been such a happy situation after all.
I think that the most beautiful part of this whole ordeal has been feeling the love of the Savior. We wouldn't have been destitute without the car (certainly I know many people who don't have as much), but knowing that He knew that we were struggling and couldn't go anywhere as a family - He made a way for all to be right. I just know that we are watched over and cared for, no matter what our circumstances.
I'll take a turn, too
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