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At some point, you guys are going to start thinking I’m making these stories up. However I warn you before I go any further – these are real. Tonight another really amazing thing happened to me and I can’t wait to share it!

Yesterday I had an hour to kill in between appointments so I decided to take a stroll in a department store browsing. I had been looking for a wedding dress for months, and not just any dress would do. LET ME TAKE A MINUTE TO EXPLAIN WHY

Remember I mentioned the visions I had been seeing? One of which was my wedding. My soon-to-be had seen the exact same vision, however where I only saw him, he only saw me. He explained the dress he saw to a very specific detail, he drew that dress on a napkin for me a couple months ago, and I have been obsessed with finding it every since. I knew it existed somewhere because God showed it to him, and it was burned so vividly in his mind.

I had searched so hard for this dress! So many ways in google and bing that my head was exploding. I had searched catalogs, bridal magazines, local shops, and I was at a dead end. UNTIL……

I snapped a picture of a dress I saw at this department store and picture messaged him on his cell phone. I continued looking, because I didn’t think it was quite the right dress. He got back to me 30 minutes later and said “thats it” in caps. After I got the text message my phone blew up with phone calls from him. Well… I had already left the store. Matter of fact, I was 10 mintutes away so I popped a U-turn in the street and went back to get that dress (which they only had one of by the way.)

I pulled in, ran into the store like a mad-woman and went to the spot I found it. GONE! I panicked. I walked every isle thinking someone put it down somewhere else (after all it had only been 30 mins!) I even went so far as to see if anyone else was holding my dress – and I had decided I was going to buy them out to have that dress! I peeled every dress one-by-one until I was sure that it was gone. I asked every person on the floor about that dress and insisted they check in the stockroom, because I wasn’t leaving without that dress! Unfortunately, the dress was, in fact, gone – with no others to replace it.

I WAS DISHEARTENED. I made the phone call, and told him..

That night he got home from work and insisted we go back to the store. I insisted that I didn’t want to go back because I knew it wasn’t there- nor was there anymore coming. He was adament. So I digressed and went along preparing for yet another disappointment.

We got to the parking lot, and he prayed. In his prayer he said “Let us find the right dress, the one you showed me, and put it in my hand Lord, Amen”. I looked over at him, and smirked. We walked in. We went to the dresses.

BAM! There was that dress. Not just one, but four of them in each size.

I had an Oh my God! moment just then. My eyes were the size of golf balls when I said “those dresses were NOT there, I checked!”

I grabbed the dresses, rushed to the fitting room, and tried it on. I found one that fit, walked out, and I knew. His face said it all. After 10 minutes he uttered “That’s it!”

So I believe that dress was meant to be. He saw it, God provided it. If I had found it earlier in the day, it wouldn’t have been this great testimony to what God can do with a little faith and prayer. I now own the wedding dress that my hubby saw in his vision months back. How amazing is that story?! It is almost too surreal to believe. However, if God is for us who can stand against us?

Cherish


I adopted tithing. I figured it can’t hurt. I made good money, I made minuscule money, but I never offered more than a 20.00 bill to God on Sundays. There, I said it.

So this year after losing my job (for 2 days – mind you, the most stressful 2 days of my life) I vowed to tithe. Well the job I was blessed with was quite a bit less in salary than I was accustomed to. (this is where it starts hurting by the way). I’ve come to the realization that those preachers preaching about tithing on Sundays aren’t just out for a bigger deck or new church carpets – they are telling you what is required of you.

I can’t live without Gods blessings. I can’t get where I need to be without him putting a hand in (or a hand out) for me. Let me tell you friends, I’m now giving ’til it hurts. I’m not doing it scowling, or hastily writing a check with a poor attitude, I am giving God his portion. The word portion is mentioned in the bible 100 times. I think it was important to enough to God and to many others. Laz 3:24 the lord is my portion saith my soul… And

Luke 12:42 (KJV)

42 And the Lord said, Who then is that faithful and wise steward, whom his lord shall make ruler over his household, to give them their portion of meat in due season?

Luke 12:43 (KJV)

43 Blessed is that servant, whom his lord when he cometh shall find so doing.

This Sunday will be the 2nd check I have written for the kingdom, and I am praying that I will start receiving those blessings in my life for diligence and obedience.

Here is to giving til’ it hurts and making Gods kingdom more important than mine. Afterall, you can’t serve two masters.

Joshua 22:5 (KJV)

5 But take diligent heed to do the commandment and the law, which Moses the servant of the LORD charged you, to love the LORD your God, and to walk in all his ways, and to keep his commandments, and to cleave unto him, and to serve him with all your heart and with all your soul.

I will keep you posted.

Cherish

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I am sick and tired of these campaign commercials. Everytime I turn on the television I see these candidates. Once a year we are plagued with political overdose. To be honest, I can’t say there is anyone in the running that I would feel comfortable throwing my support behind 100%. It’s completely awful to be thinking “ok, I have to choose one, so who is going to screw up the LEAST?”
I think people are in it for the wrong reasons. I recall hearing stories about the good ole days, when the president spoke on the television or radio – everyone stopped what they were doing and listened. It was important. I can’t say that still exists today. I mean, I will be the first to admit when I see the president on the t.v. I scurry to change the channel. I know, it’s awful but true.

I say we change things a little bit. Want an idea that will change the political gammet forever? Let’s offer the president’s job up as a volunteer position. That’s right, no pay. If you don’t do it for the money, you won’t be doing it for the show. I guess you candidates would have to do it because you believe in your product. The success of the country might be depending on it. Hmmm..how about that one? I say we put the country back into the hands of those that really want it.

Amen?


I have been working a blog post out in my mind for several weeks now. I got the title “success in a box” by my random thought processes that occur in a day. Basically the principles of the success in a box is what we wish we had. We wish that God would just plant us in business, an overflowing money-tree orchard, or a partnership that we could just reap the benefits of the success instantaniously. Yeah…. Wouldnt that be great?

I have been praying a lot about my vocation. I want to do something greater than what I feel like I am doing now. We all go through those times in our lives where we just feel like there is more out there. Well, I am in that place. I asked God if he would set me up for success. Set it up to where he would put all the supplies and talents I need in a box, and opening the box is the hardest thing I would have to endure. lol…yeah right. Ridiculous thoughts!

Then a funny thing came over me. Thinking of work and sucess, I began to ponder qualifications for this new position I was asking God to put me in. How would I apply? What about a spiritual resume? Am I qualified for the gifts I am asking God for? hmmm….not sure yet. I want to work with God, but would I just work for grace? Un-ending un-failing grace sounds good –BUT.

Hmm….. What are the qualifications I possess? What level am I on in Gods eyes? My heart? My spirit? I have been told once or twice that I “looked good on paper” in interviews. I wonder what I look like to God. If I were in line next to – lets say Mother Teresa – how far away from landing that gig am I?

R-E-A-L-L-Y FAR! REALLY, REALLY, REALLY FAR!

I wish I could turn in my spiritual resume and have it red-inked by God himself. Blot over my mistakes. Make the necessary improvements. What else do I need to learn to be amazing at Gods works? All these things I just sit and think about. What would your spiritual resume look like? I think mine would appear like this:

I’ll leave you with that.

Galatians 5:22-23 ESV

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law.

Cherish