Most of you already know this but it is so cool that I wanted to write about it so that I could remember.
I have been struggling to assemble a wardrobe here in the USA. I only brought a few things from Mongolia. So I was shopping at the Salvation Army and another customer came up to me and asked me my size. I felt a little strange, but I told her. She said, "I brought a whole truckload of clothes to donate here today and they don't have enough staff to accept them. Do you want them?"
I said yes and went outside. I got the kids in their seats and then she backed up her truck to my minivan. We FILLED my van to the brim with about 20 black garbage bags of clothing. This was a strange, wonderful, mildly humbling way to get a wardrobe.
I was feeling a little funny and like a begger. Then I thought, "No this is from the Lord." And just to assure me- God sent me a little message: The women said, "Do you play darts?" She held up an electronic dart board. That is when I almost started crying. It was the exact same one that Weston had put on his Christmas list.
God is good. I am thankful.
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God loves us enough to give us the small things...and when that happens it makes such a big impact when we are reminded that God cares about our child's dart board desires. :) that is awesome!
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