7 Lessons I’ve learned this first year:

Lesson 4:

God loves me. I can hardly type this right now without crying because I know that I am loved. Have you ever been truly loved, accepted, adopted, and cherished? I don’t always feel this way, but I know that is His view of me, and there are times when I feel it. This summer we were getting ready for a driving trip we were taking on Sunday, but Thursday the car broke down. So I start on the process of finding out what’s wrong with the thing, on the process I spend 40 dollars on miscellaneous parts, then narrowed it down to the alternator. 130 bucks for that. We are family of 5 on a budget, only doing cash for everything, and we are on the salary of a teacher. That cost was the difference of gas for our trip, and it had to be paid. You might be guessing the rest of this story, but it’s so good I’ve got to share it. I had told another church that I would come out and speak on Friday night at a special service. I did not want to go. I was in a poor mood, frustrated, upset, sour. But I had committed so I went. And God is so good, on the drive over there I was praying about it and giving my poor attitude to Him, and felt the weight lifting. So I spoke there and had a great time. On my way out, the pastor slipped a check into my hand. He says, “We prayed and felt like we were supposed to give this to you.” Now, mind you, I did not even mention the vehicle troubles or cost at all and was not expecting anything in payment. Politely I said thank you and got into the car. On the drive home I opened the check. It was exactly $170.00 dollars. I was so overwhelmed I had to pull the car over, tears pouring down my face, my breath taken away. Overwhelmed by the love of my Heavenly Father. He loves me. He shows it and I know it.