On The Reservation Without a Reservation
It was 30 years ago when I fell madly in love with Jesus and I asked Him into my heart. I prayed for the Baptism of the Holy Spirit and noticed that my desires changed. I now yearned to be a powerful Christian full of commitment. I signed up for faith on steroids.
Our young family decided to pack up the camping gear and camp from Illinois to Arizona to visit my mom and dad. I was so confident in my newfound faith that I asked to take over the wheel once we arrived in Arizona. However, I got off course and we ended up further north than the route my husband outlined. I woke up my sleeping husband and told him all about the Indian Reservation I was driving through. It was getting late and I prayed for lodging because there wasn’t time to set up our tent. We finally came to a village on the Navajo reservation with a resort! However, every room was booked. Tom told me to take our girls, then four and one, to the restroom and clean them up because we will have no other option other than to spend the night in our vehicle. As I washed their little faces and brushed their teeth, I asked the Lord if we could have a miracle. I had no problem believing that He could provide a room for our little family. We left the restroom and I met my husband in the lobby and the clerk behind the reservation counter flagged me down. “There you are! I’ve been looking all around for you!” Someone had just cancelled. I have a room for you!” We slept in comfortable beds that night in a plush room!
I’m praising God together with my friends today at Spiritual Sundays. We serve a Heavenly Father who provides for His children and He is pleased with our faith in Him.
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Tell everyone about the amazing things he does.