Faith Pays Off -- Again

I met a friend this morning at our local coffee shop. It's called "Birds and Beans." Good people. Friendly atmosphere. Fab coffee.

"So do you think you could have a look at my wiring?" I asked him. "I need to get the knob and tube circuits upgraded, and I've got until January to do it."

We drained our porcelain mugs and strolled off down the street to my house. I took him into the basement and stood there smiling hopefully as my friend explored the overhead wires between the floor joists. I followed him like a child as he moved from place to place, nodding here and frowning there.

"Is that all there is?" he asked finally.

I told him yes and watched as he examined his hands for dirt.

"There's not much, is there?"

"No," I said. "The inspector said there was five percent."

Larry smiled and nodded reassuringly.

"This is nothing, Dale. I can help you do this. I've got all the tools and materials I need at home. We'll decide on a day and we'll do it. No problem."

Larry goes to my church, Ms J. He's a licenced electrician. And he's Colleen's daddy.

Today, I'm thankful for friends. I'm thankful for friends I would not have met if I hadn't begun attending church. I'd never have met Colleen if I hadn't gone to church.

Today, I'm loving my Life. And I haven't written that in ... Well, that's the first time this year.

I love my Life, Ms J.

Because I have faith.

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