V.I.B. (Very Important Blog)

So I know there are only, like, three people that read this and one of you is Michael. However, I'm going to blog about this anyway. Cuz that's what I do.

This is about how God loves a cheerful giver, and is, as it turns out, a cheerful giver himself.

Yesterday morning, I got an email about how the Austin Pregnancy Resource Center (APRC)has a gift matching offer - they raise $25K and this other organization will match that $25K. So they end up with $50K toward their ministry. I knew right away that I wanted to give something toward it - it wasn't really like a powerful message from God or anything, I just like this particular ministry. I do think God wanted me to do it, though, because about ten minutes later, one of our managers asked me to deliver supplies to an office right down the road from APRC. So I made the delivery and drove down the road to write a check.

So I felt really good about it and was in a really good mood. That's pretty much the end of that story.

BUT - it's not.

You'll remember last week that my car got hit while we were at Michael's aunt's house. Well, we were pretty sure that it must've been someone backing out of the driveway across the street, so Michael went over there just to ask if it was them or maybe a scared teenage son/daughter. We didn't expect to get results really, but we had to try. Just like we thought, the lady Michael talked to said, "Wasn't me." And that was that.

BUT - it wasn't!

After the softball game that night Michael had two voicemails. One from his aunt saying her neighbor had come over to verify that it was, indeed, her nephew and a second from the neighbor himself saying that it was him and he was more than willing to pay for the damage. So now we have his insurance information and we can take my car in to get fixed and we won't have to pay a dime. (except maybe a rental car? I'm not sure how that works yet.)

So - I really think that God blessed us with that because we gave cheerfully earlier that day and he liked it. What's crazy is that I gave nowhere near what it was going to cost us to get the car fixed. Mom said, "You can't out-give God."

In conclusion, if you would also like to receive a blessing you can help APRC meet their goal of $25K (by May 31st, by the way) here:

www.austinprc.org

or mail it here:

APRC
P.O. Box 202882
Austin, TX 78720

It will make them and God both happy. And then maybe God will pay for your car repairs. I mean, I can't say for sure - I'm just speaking from experience.

And now, cuz I hate it when there are no pictures:



This is my daddy. He's the one who came up with the bean soup recipe I posted. He's also the one who named me Jifferdoodle. (I much prefer this nickname to Pasquale, which he often says they considered if I was a boy. It's lies. Don't listen to him.)