This week has been rather trying for me...and it ended tonight with me getting stood-up at the gym which actually turned out to be an answer to prayer. I had the opportunity to work-out while listening to Bing Crosby, the crooner, sing about white Christmases that he used to dream of...(sigh)...
Infact up until the time that I figured out that I was being stood up, I hadn't remembered my prayer from much earlier in the day for a quiet evening. Well, not sending my work-out partner is one way to ensure a quiet evening. I'm thankful that when I ask the Lord for something that I have the discernment to sometimes ask with an uncertainty about how He is going to fulfill my request. Today it was pray for quietness -- and He supplied it with a quiet sort of work-out...and then a peaceful evening at the cottage. (Peaceful, if you don't pay any attention to the snoring feline who is slumbering on the back of my favorite stuffed reading chair!!! She loves the fleece blanket! Smart cat!)
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