When good things happen
I got an email Thursday that I was not expecting. I was really expecting it to come in the typically thin envelop bearing the single page and the lone paragraph that says, “we really appreciate your application BUT…”
That envelop did not come.
As I was exiting barnes and nobles after birthday card hunting, my phone beeped with a new arrival. Climbing back in my truck, I thumbed through my phone to retrieve the message. I openly (ok well not that openly, i was in the pseudo privacy of my truck) and sobbed when I understood what it was telling me. This tends to happen when it feels like God is still kind to me when I really don’t expect it.0