Little miracles

Today I have had many little miracles. It all started with a poem I wrote early this morning, "Wonder", which helped to focus on beautiful things.

We are getting ready to take a trip on Monday and I had several loose ends. One was a mishandled case that I wanted to resolve by getting an arbitration batch with a similar problem where both key A and key B were the same but yet the wrong answer. I have been looking and praying for days. Tonight it simply fell into my lap and I was able to take screen shots and send it to my assistant so she can show them to the team.

The second was a problem one of my missionaries was having with his skype phone. He has been on vacation for 2 weeks and this week was his first week on phones for indexing. Nothing went well this week. He kept dropping calls. I helped him set his skype options but it did not help. Tonight he was still dropping calls. Finally he thought to have me call his skype phone. The message I got was that his phone was disconnected. He called Skype and discovered that it had happened when he renewed his contract with him. He got it straightened out, was back on the phones and took two calls. I am so thankful. Now I do not have to worry about him and the phones next week.

I helped with both calls but the last one was amazing. God helped me to remember something that I had learned earlier in the week and brought to mind an Australian Project I saw two weeks ago. I was amazed. Jesus said that he would send the Holy Ghost and the Holy Ghost would bring all things to our remembrance. John 14:26

I also was able to remember countless things that I needed to take with us. But the last miracle was one of prevention of a bite. Bella found a tarantula on my bookcase. Daniel was able to get it outside. The bookcase is right over my bed. If it had bitten me, I would have swollen up and had to go to the emergency room. Blessed be the Lord my God. In the name of Jesus Christ Amen.

Wonder

To stop and wonder
At the world around,
To ponder the thunder
Is to let miracles abound.

The world is a busy place
From morning to night.
We must stop the race
And ponder God's might.

Wonder at a mountain tall
With its towering peaks
Or listen to a cricket small
And wonder what he speaks.

The world is full of wonder.
Do we stop and look around?
Do we listen to the thunder
Or is our nose to the ground?

God's work is everywhere.
It can be seen and heard
If we but look here and there
And let our hearts be stirred.

5 June 2009 Suzanne Halliday