I lost a baby when I was just twenty-three years old. I didn’t even know I was pregnant until I miscarried. At the hospital they confirmed what was happening, and then once everything seemed okay they sent me home. My boyfriend at the time was less than supportive, and as time went on I cried…
Author: Angela
Christian. Wife. Bonus mom.
40:40 Day 16
I love Haiti. Hands down, it was the best “vacation” ever, and I would love to return someday. I also love missionary stories, so when I came across “Miracle on Voodoo Mountain” on Christian Audio, I knew I’d enjoy hearing the story of Megan Boudreaux, a twenty four year old who responded in obedience to…
40:40 Day 15
Pampered Chef Parties made me nervous. Mostly because I was the one selling it. I’d cook in front of groups of women twice my age who had been using Pampered Chef since I was in elementary school and try to act like I knew what I was doing. I did love the products, but apart…
40:40 Day 14
I’m really not the most responsible car owner. I get my oil changed maybe once a year, and I would almost definitely electrocute myself if I tried to use jumper cables. God has shown up many times when it comes to my car. I guess he knows what’s beyond my limitations! Just last year, at…
40:40 Day 13
Jesus often comes to Muslims in dreams. In one story, a missionary in a Muslim country recounts being greeted on the tarmac in a Middle Eastern country by a man who insisted they must talk. In spite of misgivings,the missionary agreed and they went to a private place where the man explained that a Shining…
40:40 Day 12
God speaks to me through license plates. Not all the time, mind you, but when he does it’s clear and so specific that I can’t believe otherwise. Take, for example, the time I was praying in my car, asking God to let me be completely open and without any pretense before him, laid bare in…
40:40 Day 11
Richmond, from what I’d seen on a weekend trip, was nothing more than a big Manassas. Dingy auto shops and chain restaurants punctuated long sentences of nondescript strip malls on both sides of Broad Street. Couldn’t I know someone in Miami? A fresh start should be exciting, and not contain the country’s largest concentration of…
40:40 Day 10
Where would I go? Since I wasn’t moving in with Karen and Rodney, I was back to square one. I searched Craigslist and kept an ear out, but no option looked appealing. My hope was in the fact that God was in this move. One evening I was training Brittany, a new girl at work,…
40:40 Day 9
God wants to be part of our story. Actually, he’s invited us to be part of his story, but many people choose to believe he’s not there, can’t see, doesn’t care. He is there. He sees. He cares. I was planning to move in a couple months. Living on my own, while wonderful for hosting…
40:40 Day 8
With Beth Moore’s “Believing God” and a picnic blanket tucked under my arm, I made my way to a grassy area in the middle of Crump Park. My spidey-sense (aka discernment) pricked as I passed a man in the small gravel parking lot who was just sitting in his car with the door open as…
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