Those are the words I was trying to avoid tonight when I ordered pizza and wings, because who really wants to eat fried rice for supper, then lunch and then supper again. We ate the pizza it was alright at best , I looked at the bill and realized that I was overcharged nine dollars. Five full bellies for $41, DH can make a gourmet pizza for a quarter of that. There is a knock at the door which eventually leads me here. My stomach turns, I feel so sick, so silly. For the same price of our over charged pizza I can sponsor a child for a month.
Not a doubt in my mind that the Lord led me there.
We are going to sponsor a little girl. Our God is an awesome God.