I literally dragged myself to work today. As I was putting on my makeup, I told Nick, there was nothing in the magic bag this morning that could take the swollen eyes down after a night of tears.
I did not feel much like going to work but about 30 minutes after I got there, our preschool director came into my office holding a loaf of homemade baked bread.
She said she awoke at 3 a.m. and was cleaning and praying and decided to bake bread. She asked the Lord who needed the bread? She said the Lord told her Me!
Of course that brought tears to my eyes, but I told her, that I had spent the evening having a major melt down and that "bread" was a blessing.
Sometimes we just have to listen to what God is saying and do for people. No matter how much we don't want to, how much it takes us out of our way, we never know when we will be "that blessing" to someone. She was a blessing. The Lord knew I needed it.
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