This past week Kenneth was home by 6pm for five days in row. THEN, he was off on Saturday and Sunday. Was he on vacation, you ask? Was he sick? Negatory. He just finished his first week with Wachovia. One night this past week, I looked at him and said, "Do you realize that we just spent five hours together this evening... and it's just a Wednesday? For the last five and half years of knowing, dating, engagement and marriage, we have never had time like that together on a regular basis. Isn't our God great??
I've been sick for the last two days. Painful throat and ears, upset stomach, and low fever. I started losing my voice on Friday. It was gone yesterday. Trying to talk produced baritone whispers or squeaky nonsense, producing a many "What?" from Kenneth. But this morning I had to lead worship. I joined together with friends in prayer before church to agree for my healing and God swooped in. The service went great! The Holy Spirit carried me though the service and I was able to sing, when hours before, I could hardly speak. Isn't our God great?!?
"And He said to her, 'Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace.'" Matthew 8:48