tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782613324064500654.post4165398779788403957..comments2023-06-30T07:38:01.097-04:00Comments on Finding God in America: Storms Will Come!Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924800512706121473noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782613324064500654.post-78554854087231323152009-07-29T12:59:36.130-04:002009-07-29T12:59:36.130-04:00And remember in those hard times that it could alw...And remember in those hard times that it could always be worse.... YOU COULD STILL BE WORKIN IN NEW ORLEANS....AHHHHHH Praise God, who the Son sets free is Free IndeedMizellnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782613324064500654.post-48486557801431079172009-07-28T16:53:23.584-04:002009-07-28T16:53:23.584-04:00See Faith is the SUBSTANCE of THINGS hoped for and...See Faith is the SUBSTANCE of THINGS hoped for and the EVIDENCE of things NOT seen. It is at these times in the storm where you might not see, hear, even sense God is there. But He is. HELP IS ALREADY HERE.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782613324064500654.post-76808255212976147592009-07-28T13:39:06.169-04:002009-07-28T13:39:06.169-04:00So to give credit to God where credit is rightfull...So to give credit to God where credit is rightfully due, He sent us not one but TWO people to help us at just the right moment. The first was named Clifford, a big Bubba wearing overalls despite the size of his stomach, with long hair in a ponytail and a cowboy hat. Clifford was a local getting gas at the rest stop where the radiator hose blew. He "just happened" to be headed to the auto parts store and offered to take us (something I may not tell my mother). He helped Scott take the old hose out, gave us and the dog a ride to the store, took us back to the truck, and helped Scott put the new hose in the truck. Clifford did what most people would not, and I trust that God will reward him for it! Our second man sent by God came in the form of a motorist assistant worker who pulled over with his lights flashing when Scott was changing the tire on the trailer. While it may seem like he was just doing his job, I know that he was there at that moment because I had just finished asking God to send us an angel to protect us as we sat in the space in between two merging highways in the dark of night. Our nameless motorist assistant was just the answer to prayer that I was seeking. While Jesus Himself may not have been there in human form calming our storm, this man certainly served that purpose. I thank God for him!picksomeflowershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16098145788370818542noreply@blogger.com