I have no reason not to trust God; yet I am doubtful today. I am praying for guidance about investing a thousand dollars for Clestine’s Magnify Your Change coaching program. She is inspiring! She’s a faith filled woman who walks the walk. People adore her and spout accolades about how their lives have changed in amazing ways.
My usual request is to “Give me a sign, God. You know me better than I know myself. Lead me.”
This morning I was waiting for my coffee to brew so I could sit in the quiet of the morning and pray more on this subject. I am a visual learner. You can read me things over and over, but if you entertain me and I get the message in visual form.
I was half awake when I hit the brew and went about my usual morning. I let Miss Mattie out, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and applied extra wrinkle cream!!
When I came back to pour my coffee, I noticed that the holder for the coffee grounds was sticking out. I quickly snapped it back in, but it was too late. It wasn’t fully plugged in. Hot grounds and coffee poured onto my counter. Well isn’t this a great way to start a sleepy, almost prayerful, morning. Normally, I’d be moaning about the mess but I was busy saying, “Ah Ha!!”
That’s when I realized that I am not fully plugged in either. I trust 80%. If I was God, I’d be a tad upset with me. I am one blessed lady, yet I am afraid of not having enough money to invest in this course.
I quit my job to work in the family business. My goal was to have time to finish my book, Angel Bumps. I really believe this book will help people heal after losing someone. I also wanted to have time to submit to publications to make money.
And now I’m praying that God will, once more, show me the way. There was a time when I was in the beginning stage of Anne’s House of Angels. I’d spent my allotted money buying inventory that month. Then I saw the sweetest angels, holding little scrolls with sweet messages. Minimum order was $150.
I didn’t have it. I jumped in the shower and said, “Anne, you need patience. Be grateful for what you have.” I think God agreed. When I finished my shower, I found a pair of old jeans on top of my closet. They fit!!! But something was weird about the right pocket. I put my hand in and pulled out rolled up bills. I counted out exactly $150.
I know….. I know ……I know………and yet I’m afraid.
Sweet Anne, you are so good. And, you write well. I’ll investigate this course because I’ve never heard of it. I think $250 a month is a bit high. That’s $3,000 a year and that would pay for a nice vacation to an exotic location to write and play with you cute hubby.