Today my "baby" turns 23 years old. Twenty three years ago he and I came very near to death. Thanks be to God and doctors, we both survived. However, I will never forget the trauma and the drama... Kyle wasn't due to arrive until the end of January, but he went into fetal distress while I was hooked up to a monitor at my Dr.'s Office. Coincidence? NO... I know that God had his hand on Kyle even then. Things went very wrong during an emergency c-section, and I wound up in the Cardiac Intensive Care Unit for three days. But prayer was made... and here we are - 23 years later - with God still protecting, providing, intervening and guiding! My children have enriched my life so incredibly. I was a baby having babies... and I'm sure I made many mistakes while trying to raise them... but God's promises are sure and His word will never fail. I am blessed. My children are blessed. Kyle is still my baby. Still single, living at home. Its exciting to know God has a master plan for his life. He is special... anointed and chosen. Thank you Jesus, for sparing Kyle's life and for allowing me to live to see him turn 23! You are amazing!
Today, my precious husband, gave me a surprise College Graduation gift. A red, mustang convertible. Now, I know every girl in town is envious of me... I'm so blessed, excited and SHOCKED! Jeff Chavis is a very frugal guy, and for him to purchase this car for ME... well - I know it held a private message. If you have heard my "red convertible" story - you know that for quite a while now - seeing a red convertible has been my "sign" from Jesus - reminding me to Let Him Drive! The story is so personal - I have only shared it a couple places upon God's leading. So here's my "Red Convertible" story... I was at our Ladies Prayer Retreat in October 2007. My sister Debbie led one of our devotions using an illustration from a Max Lucado book about "Tucker Town" - A town where all the residents pushed their vehicles around all day - with engines running... they just liked DOING THINGS for themselves! Of course, they were tired, wor...
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