Sooo thankful...

Today was our Thanksgiving potluck at work.  This year I signed-up to bring something pumpkin-y for dessert.  As the days flew by and the time drew nearer for the potluck, I searched through recipes to no avail.  Finally I decided (mostly a last-ditch-effort) to make pumpkin muffins with my gluten-free cake mix.  This little treat is my Emergency Fallish Treat.  I keep a spare cake mix and a can of pumpkin in my cupboard.  I want to make a sign:  "In case of emergency, please bake these muffins for the girl with curly hair."  I will not digress and expound upon my love of all things fall and pumpkin...(sigh)...

Soo last night before church, I decided it might be a good idea to make these muffins.  They only need 25 minutes to bake and I had close to an hour before my appointed nursery duty.  I preheated the oven and mixed up the ingredients...moments later, placed the mini muffin pan in the oven and set the timer.  While I waited, I picked-up the cottage and watched Maggie lovingly (ha! ha! ha!) bat ornaments precariously hanging on the bottom row of the Christmas tree.  (Yes, my Christmas tree is up!)  She did not knock any of them off...and it did amuse me watching her amuse herself.  I'm sure when I head South and she is left by herself, I'm sure I will come home to ornaments scattered hither-and-yon.  It's what she does.  And you know what...I still love her despite the fact that she will remove ornaments from the tree.  Once and only once, she did gnaw some bling off of a skirt I had got at the thrift.  I didn't get too upset.  A - She was left home alone for two weeks while I dog-sat.  B - When I stopped at the cottage every-other-day to check on her, I smelled like dogs.  That had to be disturbing for Maggie -- I mean really...her human smells like the animal that she loathes.  

Twenty-five minutes later, the timer chimed, the muffin pan was removed from the oven, the oven was turned off, and I skipped out the door to go be a blessing. 

Fast forward to this morning...
One of two things happened...either my alarm did not go off.  WAIT -- one of THREE things might've happened...either my alarm did not go off, I pressed snooze over-and-over, or I turned off my alarm after it initially sounded.  I'm not exactly sure what happened!  All I know is I woke-up and the clock said 6:30!  Danger-danger.  Normally I wake-up at 5:45. 

I found great comfort in reminding myself that the Lord knew I was going to oversleep and I thanked Him repeatedly for prompting to make the pumpkin muffins last night.  I think having to bake those this morning might've honestly sent me over the edge.  Soo I rejoiced in His all-loving care and for the extra 45 minutes of slumber.  

The Lord kept me focused this morning and helped me get around in record time.  He granted me 10 quiet minutes before I had to head out the door!  I don't want a repeat performance of this morning...but I want to say just how thankful I am that He heard my prayer and answered it by giving me peace even on a hurried sort-of Wednesday morning.  He's so wonderful.

~ Angie