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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.

Publish his glorious deeds among the nations.

Tell everyone about the amazing things he does.

Psalm 96:3


Comments

  1. Daughter of the KINGJuly 17, 2010 at 1:27 PM

    We do indeed serve an awesome, caring God!

    Cute title for your post.

    Blessings,
    Linda J

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  2. CharlotteJuly 17, 2010 at 1:56 PM

    What a delightful post. Thank you for sharing your experiences with us. You must have really liked Arizona. I love living AZ. I never thought I would ever like it let alone love it, but that was before I moved here. I fell in love with it from the start. I think God had everything to do with it.
    Blessings,
    Charlotte

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  3. Kathleen July 17, 2010 at 2:46 PM

    We had a similar experience when Arizona first captivated us ten years ago. There's something so amazing about nature's finery here; so, too, God's unique touch.

    I had so hoped to get your way again before heading AWAY from Arizona next week. Alas, I've run out of time, but not out of affections.

    I look forward to remaining in touch, and for all the good reports you'll be sharing in the weeks and mnonths to come.

    Hugs,
    Kathleen

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  4. Nikki (Sarah)July 17, 2010 at 4:08 PM

    I love this story...He provides when we ask...He really does. Thank you so much for sharing it. Have a great weekend

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  5. Musings of A MinisterJuly 17, 2010 at 4:13 PM

    Great post. God is good!!

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  6. RCUBEsJuly 17, 2010 at 6:15 PM

    "Faith does move mountains!" PTL! Thank you for sharing this great story...of faith! Blessings and love to you sister.

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  7. AnonymousJuly 17, 2010 at 8:05 PM

    Love this story! What a witness of how God intervenes on our behalf.

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  8. Pom PomJuly 17, 2010 at 8:37 PM

    I love your story! So happy, so victorious!

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  9. VirginiaJuly 17, 2010 at 9:24 PM

    There is always miracles when we pray and believe...Great story.
    Sweet Blessings,
    Virginia

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  10. Cindy AdkinsJuly 17, 2010 at 9:38 PM

    Oh, this is a wonderful story of how the Lord provides and I am so inspired by it! Thank you so much for sharing it...You are very gifted and have so much to share! It is wonderful to have happened upon your blog.
    Blessings,
    Cindy
    http://Ioweitalltohim.blogspot.com

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  11. DeniseJuly 17, 2010 at 11:20 PM

    I enjoyed this post so much sis, love you.

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  12. LorenJuly 17, 2010 at 11:21 PM

    Oh Mary :) What a MIGHTY God we Serve! He cares sooo much for us and what a tangible blessing! Thank you for sharing this with us! It blessed me soo!

    Love you

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  13. Ginger~~Enchanting CottageJuly 18, 2010 at 7:02 AM

    I love this story! I love to see how the Lord provides with prayer.
    God Bless,
    Ginger

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  14. Sandi@ Rose Chintz CottageJuly 18, 2010 at 1:55 PM

    Aww, Mary, I love it when God comes through like that! What a wonderful post and thank you for sharing it with us.

    Blessings,
    Sandi

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  15. CarrieJuly 18, 2010 at 2:09 PM

    Mom,
    I never knew this story! Now that I'm a mom, I would want to know, did God provide a crib for me too since I was only one? haha.
    Love you,
    Carrie

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  16. LisaJuly 18, 2010 at 2:21 PM

    I love testimonies! What a wonderful story of the Lord's faithfulness!
    PS I love your beautiful header. It makes me smile.:)

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  17. Cindy AdkinsJuly 18, 2010 at 2:58 PM

    Oh what a beautiful idea of what to fill your spiritual house with...thank you SO much for your beautiful post on my blog...I know it will inspire everyone.
    Hugs and blessings,
    Cindy

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  18. Kaye Swain - SandwichINK for the Sandwich GenerationJuly 18, 2010 at 6:26 PM

    Oh my - I had so much fun reading at your site! What a sweet and wonderful story of God's provision. And I just howled at the senior exercise tip - of walking around the block!!! I can't wait to tell my senior mom that one!!!! Thanks for a fun visit! Have a blessed week!

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  19. http://bitsandpieces-sonja.blogspot.com/July 18, 2010 at 7:33 PM

    What a neat story, Mary. If He knows the amount of hairs on our head... a room reservation is a snap for Him! What a great God!

    I'm still laughing about your block of wood!! :)

    btw... what we ate in Norway is fish, fish and fish, of names and varieties I've never heard of, not to mention vanilla bean and fresh fruit little cups of wonderfulness, etc. etc. Lots of fresh breads and cheeses too. All of which have prompted me to get very serious about my eating and weight loss goals now that I'm home!

    Hugs!

    Sonja

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  20. CathyJuly 18, 2010 at 7:48 PM

    Amen! He answers just in time. A great post ~ praying for you and yours ~

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  21. Susan BJuly 19, 2010 at 7:32 PM

    I love this post! It's a wonderful story of God's loving care for us. Thank you for sharing it.

    Have a lovely week! :)

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  22. JudithJuly 19, 2010 at 8:35 PM

    Thank you so much for visiting my blogsite and your kind comments regarding our granddaughter and my faith walk. I enjoyed your story of answered prayer and loved the title!

    Blessings,
    Judith

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  23. elaine @ peace for the journeyJuly 20, 2010 at 5:42 PM

    "Faith on steroids..."

    That one made me laugh out loud! I pray you still feel the same spiritual fervor as you did at first. I pray the same for myself. I want to be a girl on steroids for Jesus and the Kingdom!

    peace~elaine

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  24. DeborahJuly 21, 2010 at 7:13 PM

    God is so good! And He loves to surprise and delight us!
    Beautiful testimony of His love & care even in the 11th hour.

    Blessings sweet friend!

    In His love & friendship,
    Deborah xo

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  25. Joan Davis (Jo)July 22, 2010 at 12:05 PM

    What a great story of His love and provisions! Thanks for sharing...and thanks for stopping by my blog today!

    Living for Him, Joan

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  26. Beth in NCJuly 22, 2010 at 2:21 PM

    What a wonderful story Mary! How exciting!

    And yes, the Baptism of the Holy Spirit was a life changing experience for me too!

    Bless you Sister!
    Beth

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