My boss just left. Computer problems... what a blessing to be able to call him and he comes and helps me figure it all out.
My job... oh, do I love my job. How awful those few years were... how I feel like I have come into a new world...
For years I worked with my friend Steve on our church's youth camp. My mom used to tell me, "I pray that you someday can work for a boss that is like Steve." Steve and I get along, he has no trouble correcting me and I am open to his correction. He is funny and manages very well.
My new job that I love so much... my boss is Steve. The Lord heard your prayers Mom. Thank you for praying. Because of this job, this boss... I am able to adopt. Little did my Mom know when she prayed for a boss like Steve she was going to wind up a Grandmother.
I know hard times will come. There are hills and valleys. But I also know that the Lord is always with me and I have nothing to fear.
I want to pray for my children, like my mother prayed for me. For I know that the Lord answers the fervent prayers of a Mother.
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