Legacy Talking
A few nights ago around the dinner table, Dan and I began reminiscing of some of the supernatural stories we had the first few years that we lived in Florida. There was the time my oldest daughter was set to be born and we had really bad insurance so the doctor waited a couple of days before he induced me. Our insurance changed on a Monday and I had her by C-section on a Thursday. There was the time when my husband knew he was supposed to work for this one company and essential called them every week, and sent the boss a get well card. When one job ended, he never missed a day of work. He went right to the job he knew God had wanted him to get. There was the time we bought our first house and technically neither of us had a job because the place Dan was working ran out of work on a Wednesday and we closed on the new house on a Friday, and in faith we went through with it. ...