Oh, freak me out!
Now, being a Firewife, I’ve had to come to terms with getting them out of my house, since Firehubby is gone so much.
Today, the Princess was brave enough to escort one out of the house…thank you sweetie (what’s wrong with that girl, doesn’t she know she is supposed to recoil at arachnoids?!)
Anyway, with all of the s----r talk, I was reminded of a TRUE STORY.
So, I thought I would join Rachel at Once Upon a Miracle for:
Many moons ago, when my nephew A. was about 3ish, he came to his mom with a bright smile and a closed outstretched hand. He clearly had a present.
Now, little A. didn’t use his sign language to tell mommy about his special gift. But, his huge grin told his mommy that this was indeed something special…
Was it a pebble?
Was it a flower?
Was it a lady bug?
Little A. opened his small little fist to reveal a…
*tempting to post a picture here, but then I would have scared myself (and possibly you) away from my blog for awhile
God was looking over little A. that day, he was not bitten!
And thankfully my SIL didn’t suffer a heart attack!
Dare tell a True Story of your own?