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Good Sunday Mornin', even if it's a bit late

Soapweed

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Last evening there was a message on our answering machine from Shortgrass. He and Jan happen to be in Kansas this week-end, without access to a computer. He indicated if I felt inspired maybe God could come up with a Good Sunday Mornin' message and use me to tell it. :wink:

A young lady became pregnant when she was 16 years old. Her boy friend, the father of the baby was just 15. The young couple chose not to get married at such a tender age, but the girl decided to have the baby and put it up for adoption. When a cute bouncing baby girl arrived on the scene, the mother helped determine which couple adopted her baby. The girl was raised by very loving supportive parents and grew up with a younger sister and brother, both of which she adored. Life was good.

The baby girl grew up surrounded by a loving extended family. She knew her biological mother and saw her occasionally through the years. They kept in touch with letters and phone calls.

Fast forward 18 years. The young lady and her biological grandmother journeyed from Idaho to Nebraska to spend a week in June visiting the girl's biological mother. The tourists took in a local event, where the girl was introduced to a young cowboy. The two seemed to instantly hit it off and managed to see each other three more times during the short week she was in Nebraska. In August, the cowboy scraped together some summer wages to ride an airplane to Idaho to visit his new sweetie. They pined away the next year while both were seniors in high school living 1100 miles apart. They attended the same junior college for two years, and were both awarded associate degrees at graduation. A month later they were married at a wonderful ceremony in Idaho.

Surely God had His Hand in how this all came together, for the Kosmo Kid to meet and marry his Idaho Sweet Potato. :-)

Romans 8:28 "And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them."

Have a Good Sunday Mornin' and a great rest of the week. :-)
 
Now that was well worth the wait, Soapweed.

This world seems to be headed in the wrong direction to me but for those of us that have read 'the end of the Book' and are on the right side, all things will work together for good one day.
 
Soapweed, thanks for filling in for Shortgrass this morning! :wink: Your message is a powerful testimony that the Lord has a plan for all of us, if only we trust and look to Him for guidance.

I was looking for my Sunday morning message fix earlier this morning and didn't find it. I though perhaps Shortgrass had overslept! :wink: :lol:

I'll add a prayer for safe travel to Shortgrass and Jan on their trip, and also a good Sunday and rest of the week to everyone!
 
Well done, Soapweed, reminding us to be faithful and patient
to see what wonders he can perform.

Today in church they sang "It is no secret what God can do". It was
touching; I'd forgotten that old song so I came home and downloaded it
on my computer.

A local lady did such an amazing job singing a song I don't think
I'd heard before; but I needed to hear it: PRAISE HIS NAME.
What a wonderful song to hear over and over again.

Thanks for filling in for Shortgrass. You didn't disappoint us or him or Him.
 
Thank you for your reminder as well as the story of God's work in Kosmo and Sweet Potato's lives. This reminded me of an old hymn that is one of my favorites and the words were penned by William Cowper (interesting name for this forum :) ) in 1774:

God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform.
He plants His footsteps in the sea and rides upon the storm.

Deep in unfathomable mines of neverfailing skill,
He treasures up His bright designs and works His sovereign will.

You fearful saints, fresh courage take; the clouds you so much dread
are big with mercy and shall break in blessings on your head.

His purposes will ripen fast, unfolding every hour.
The bud may have a bitter taste, but sweet will be the flower.

Blind unbelief is sure to err and scan His work in vain.
God is His own interpreter, and He will make it plain.
 

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