Well, I sit here today, typing with only my left hand as my right arm recovers from surgery to reattach my bicep tendon. That is a story for another day, however, this process has reminded me of God's overwhelming goodness and provisions.
When we started this journey, it had all been sparked by me being in a hopeless place and God bringing hope and direction through a brother who lived over 100 years ago, George Mueller. Amazing how as I have written down my story I wondere
Ever get in the middle of something and start to wonder "What have I done?" Well, there were moments like this along our journey. However, God never failed to remind us of what he had done before. Here are a few stories where we know He provided in our past:
1. I was 16, out doing some work in the summer for my dad. I was driving around town, pre cell phone days (yes those exist) and putting up signs for an auction. Needless to say, at that age, a young man can feel HUNGRY.