“The RoseBouquet”

We’ve got these raspberry canes in the garden, and they’ve been bearing heavily! We have already put up 8 pails full, and still they keep having more. Last week I tried to contact various people to come pick for free, but they all had one reason or another. One couple would gladly have them but couldn’t afford the gas to come, it didn’t suit another couple, a third couple were not in good enough health to drive over to pick, and finally a fourth couple was happy to come, so I prepared supper for them and turned it into a blessed visit.

Monday we had a heavy rain shower so I didn’t expect anyone one, but by evening I KNEW we needed those berries picked. At least my mom would have insisted on it. Whether we needed them or not! (Waste not; want not).

So that night I emailed two other friends about this. Yesterday morning I promised the Lord I would ASK for pickers and TRUST that He would send them. I would refuse to worry, or go pick them.

About 10 am. Anna phoned and said she would come pick them for the couple that couldn’t afford the gas. She came at 11. At noon she insisted on taking us out for lunch!

Isn’t God good, when we pray in faith? {BIGGRIN}

Sometimes our prayers are sighs and groans about a problem, but we don’t make an outright request. Even when we do, we don’t always believe God will grant it. Shame on us, eh?