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Bookfield Chronicles #1

Wow.  It's already week five coming up here on the ole' bookfield.  Does anyone else notice something different about this post than previous ones?  OH YEAH, it's the first one I've been able to make since leaving nearly six weeks ago!!

I don't even know where to begin, but God has truly been making me stronger with each door.  I leave the negative looks and gawks of people and I go to the next house proclaiming my identity in Jesus Christ.  I have the authority through Christ to proclaim freedom from identity theft of the Negative Nancy's of the bookfield (however, not to be confused with a cool Nancy I met that bought books for her sophomore in high school...).  I hardly wonder if anyone can follow these ramblings because I'm so incredibly thankful for God bringing me through each day.  I no longer sulk when I'm down, I just go to the next house.  I pray that remains.

Praying with my cousin Brooke tonight over the phone has brought more peace.  I need to go to sleep but with the full expectation that whatever happens, God has brought it for a reason.  I don't have to worry about tomorrow though.  Tonight I will rest in His presence.

I leave you with a story:

It was about noon on a Wednesday when no living, breathing, human with kids was home.  I couldn't find any prospects and nature was also calling--eh-hem, demanding attention.  I just needed a nice grandma to answer her door.

"God I pray for a nice grandma, that has a bathroom!"

Let's just say the grandma's name behind the next door was Nancy.

"Lord, again, I just really pray for a cool grandma."

Lo' and behold I pull into a house that had a million toys in the front yard.  "Oh cool, a mom at home," I thought.  Actually, who I met was a really cool grandma name Cheryl.  I showed her the picture of the kids book collection.

"Oh, I'm just a grandma, but my grand-kids basically live here after school.  Say, they have all these kids books.  Their dad bought them a few years ago."

"Well they don't have these!"  I exclaimed as I whipped out the Southwestern Advantage (more units and cash than the kids books for you curious folk).  "Are you the kind of grandma that likes to--"

"Yes I am, show me what you got."

A bathroom break and a check for the order later, I was on my way.


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