My first blog! Oh my word what a strange concept, me blogging? I am taking a step or I should say a flying leap off the edge. But for so long I have had a deep desire to put into words all that I feel or see. So with the help of my friend Jules I have jumped off the edge of the abyss into the unknown. The thing I want to do most here is not take myself to seriously.I want to learn and grow and become a better writer.So I am taking baby steps And boy am I scared.

My first post

A Friday Blessing

It was Friday at the Post Office, I had a gentleman at my counter mailing a package to his father. Two things were obvious. One; that his father was a man of the cloth since the package he was mailing was addressed to Bishop so and so. And second; that he was concerned about how much this was going to cost. I see this quite often, those that are mailing items that you know for them spending the money for postage is a strain on their finances. It is sad,
I wish I could pay the postage every time I saw this. Anyway we had pleasant conversation while he was at my window, it has always been amazing to me how much you can learn about someone in the two or three minuets that they stand in front of you. I took care of his package and then he left.

By this time I was helping two young women. One of the handed me two envelopes with money inside, she had found them in the lobby. People leave things all of the time in the Post Office and for the most part they never come back for their items. As I looked at the envelopes though there was something familiar about the writing. I thought of the gentleman I had just waited on.
I retrieve his package and sure enough it was the same. So I wrote down his address. Thinking later I would write him a note, asking if he had lost something while he was at the Post Office. I knew if it was his He would be able to tell me what it was and how much. I put it aside until the end of the day.

So here it is Friday night at 7:00, I want to go home I am tired it has been a long week. And then I remember about writing the letter to this man. My first reaction was "oh man, I don't want to do this." But remembering how he stood in front of me and counted his pennies I knew this would be important. So I wrote the letter and once more headed out the door. But once again I was stopped. There was that little voice saying "no at letter is not enough" I knew the Lord prompted me to call him. It is Friday night, I knew he wouldn't get the letter or the money until Monday and when you are in need $20.00 dollars can be a fortune.

So off into the office I go to look up his number on line, it took a little bit of doing but I managed to find it. I called and first got his mother. I can't imagine what I must have sounded like trying to explain why I was calling. She must have been thinking this lady from the Post Office is a crazy person. Once I got a hold of the man I had waited on he told me he had been looking everywhere for the money. His room, his car his office any where he could thing of.


Now here is the cool part. He had told me he had just been praying, "Thank-you God for such an awesome day...thank you for all that I accomplished But God you know how important that money is to me if someone finds it and needs it so be it. But God if you could possibly get it back to me"............and that is when I called.

God is so amazing................. I love how he orchestrates the day. I would have missed out on this blessing if I would have shrugged off the prompting to write the letter in the first place and gone home like I wanted to. What a lesson in obedience!!!

Isn’t God Good