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Seeing as I had a trunk load of things to drop off at Garner Area Ministries' thrift store, I left for my hair appointment 15 minutes early. I still arrived 10 minutes early, and noticed this little store three doors down from the hair salon.

The name was slightly ringing a bell, so I went inside to look around. After looking at the third painting, I realized this was the shop owned by one of my former teachers at Wake Tech, Sherry Mitchell. God brought her into my life the year Bobby had cancer, and I'll never forget walking into class feeling overwhelmed one day, and her stopping to pray with me before other students arrived. Turns out the other student in the class who was sitting behind me was a pastor's son, and his Dad was dying from cancer. Definitely a day when I can assuredly say, "God directs our paths." One of her paintings I really liked and kept thinking how much two of my friends who both like green would like it. As I turned the corner into the next row of items, I saw a painting that reminded me of one of those friends. I couldn't help but think "Sara has paintings like this!" And then the next painting on the wall had a business card underneath it, and I realized it WAS one of Sara's paintings!!! How cool is that?

Then, I get home, and find out the reason behind all our re-arranging and cleaning of rooms may not come to be after all! That certainly eases the pressure off today's to-do list. Even so, I'm thankful to have 3/4 of everything sorted and in a different location. Three garbage bags, two trips to the thrift store, one item on CraigsList and two more to post soon...I definitely feel progress! My goal is to have everything totally completed by the end of next week, though one room will hopefully be finished tonight.

Praise God from whom all blessings flow!!!

Comments

Becky said…
that is so neat, Monica! love how we stumble upon such pleasant surprises like that!
Lydia said…
I can't wait to check that place out:) And notice that I kept Rich away from church last night so you couldn't give him anything:) JK- family in town, have to be with them!!
Monica said…
That's okay, Lydia. Instead of one small grocery bag and file of info, you're now getting a box! :)

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