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<blockquote data-quote="Darrin" data-source="post: 64058377" data-attributes="member: 336858"><p>November 24, 2011</p><p> </p><p>Today has been the best Thanksgiving Ive had in a long time. God provided a turkey. Seriously, I walked to the store around the corner and on my way back home my neighbor stopped me and said that he had bought a smoked turkey, but now plans had changed and he and his family were going out of town, so he had no need of it. He asked if we could possibly take it off his hands. I was more than delighted. I myself dont care for turkey, but Sheila loves it and now has enough to make sandwiches for the next week. God always provides, faithfully.</p><p> </p><p>The day has ended well, also. Tonight at eleven-thirty, I found an email from a Mr. Larry Shirey. Mr. Shirey and I have corresponded several times over the last month. He expressed an interest in submitting his story, but said he spends a lot of time on the road as a truck driver and doesnt know how long it will take him to write it. I assured him that there is no rush since the book is still in its infantile stages. The other day, just as I was beginning to lose hope of receiving his reply, he sent me a short message telling me that he hasnt forgotten us. </p><p> </p><p>Today, Mr. Shirey took time out of his Thanksgiving Day to send this-</p><p> </p><p> </p><p><em>Don't ever think for one second that the children in the church are not watching you. yesterday God sent an angel to sit with me since I was sitting alone and this is how the conversation sort of went.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Little girl: Hi</em></p><p><em>Me: what is your name.</em></p><p><em>Little girl: Prairie but you can call me Danielle.</em></p><p><em>Me: why should i call you Danielle if your name is Prairie.</em></p><p><em>Danielle: my first name is Prairie but my middle name is Danielle</em></p><p><em>Me: my name Is larry but you can call me henry.</em></p><p><em>Danielle: your name is Henry?</em></p><p><em>Me: No, but you can call me that if you want to.</em></p><p><em>Danielle: giggles</em></p><p><em>Me: when the preacher starts the preaching you'll have to be quiet are you'll wake me up.</em></p><p><em>Danielle:You don't sleep in church.</em></p><p><em>Me: how do you know that.</em></p><p><em>Danielle: cause I've been watching you.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Yes, she has been watching me, this little angel is 5 years old, I lost my composure my eyes filled with tears, we was told what hymm to turn to and I found it somehow but i couldn't see the words as we shared the song book. we sang three songs and I was jelly and she would pat me on the shoulder now and then and after we quit singing I had to go somewhere and try and get my composure back and I did somewhat and while i was gone the pastor told us to turn to luke something and when I came back she had went to where the pastor told us and handed me the bible, I lost what </em>[composure]<em> I had went and gatherd up. I was a total mess.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>here I am an x drug dealer, x drug addict, x convict, x this and x that but that little angel didn't no and didn't care cause what she knew about me was what she had learned by watching me and that's all she cared about. Praise the Lord.</em></p><p> </p><p><em> </em></p><p><em></em>Indeed, praise the Lord. I memorized a scripture recently. One that reminds me that someone is always watching us; so we, as Christians, should conduct ourselves in a way that provides a good example to all.</p><p> </p><p><em>Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God. (Hebrews 12:1-2)</em></p><p> <em></em></p><p><em></em>Sometimes God sends little angels to remind us, <em>Hey, Im watching you and so are my children. Be an example to them, just as Christ is an example to you.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Darrin, post: 64058377, member: 336858"] November 24, 2011 Today has been the best Thanksgiving Ive had in a long time. God provided a turkey. Seriously, I walked to the store around the corner and on my way back home my neighbor stopped me and said that he had bought a smoked turkey, but now plans had changed and he and his family were going out of town, so he had no need of it. He asked if we could possibly take it off his hands. I was more than delighted. I myself dont care for turkey, but Sheila loves it and now has enough to make sandwiches for the next week. God always provides, faithfully. The day has ended well, also. Tonight at eleven-thirty, I found an email from a Mr. Larry Shirey. Mr. Shirey and I have corresponded several times over the last month. He expressed an interest in submitting his story, but said he spends a lot of time on the road as a truck driver and doesnt know how long it will take him to write it. I assured him that there is no rush since the book is still in its infantile stages. The other day, just as I was beginning to lose hope of receiving his reply, he sent me a short message telling me that he hasnt forgotten us. Today, Mr. Shirey took time out of his Thanksgiving Day to send this- [I]Don't ever think for one second that the children in the church are not watching you. yesterday God sent an angel to sit with me since I was sitting alone and this is how the conversation sort of went. Little girl: Hi Me: what is your name. Little girl: Prairie but you can call me Danielle. Me: why should i call you Danielle if your name is Prairie. Danielle: my first name is Prairie but my middle name is Danielle Me: my name Is larry but you can call me henry. Danielle: your name is Henry? Me: No, but you can call me that if you want to. Danielle: giggles Me: when the preacher starts the preaching you'll have to be quiet are you'll wake me up. Danielle:You don't sleep in church. Me: how do you know that. Danielle: cause I've been watching you. Yes, she has been watching me, this little angel is 5 years old, I lost my composure my eyes filled with tears, we was told what hymm to turn to and I found it somehow but i couldn't see the words as we shared the song book. we sang three songs and I was jelly and she would pat me on the shoulder now and then and after we quit singing I had to go somewhere and try and get my composure back and I did somewhat and while i was gone the pastor told us to turn to luke something and when I came back she had went to where the pastor told us and handed me the bible, I lost what [/I][composure][I] I had went and gatherd up. I was a total mess.[/I] [I] here I am an x drug dealer, x drug addict, x convict, x this and x that but that little angel didn't no and didn't care cause what she knew about me was what she had learned by watching me and that's all she cared about. Praise the Lord.[/I] [I] [/I]Indeed, praise the Lord. I memorized a scripture recently. One that reminds me that someone is always watching us; so we, as Christians, should conduct ourselves in a way that provides a good example to all. [I]Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God. (Hebrews 12:1-2) [/I]Sometimes God sends little angels to remind us, [I]Hey, Im watching you and so are my children. Be an example to them, just as Christ is an example to you. [/I] [/QUOTE]
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