Today we were invited to brunch at the home of a family that has been praying and supporting us over the years even though they had never met us. I'll keep their names private.
The wife used to pray for my father in law when he was a boy and his neighbor. Now she's added his daughter to her prayer list. Knowing a woman like this is praying for us encourages us immensely.
Her husband served in WWII in the First Calvary division. He had been to Papua New Guinea on his way to the Phillipines. He told me a few war stories which I'll treasure because you don't often get a change like that. For me, learning about WWII and frankly any history is exciting.
So here, nestled in a pocket of the world called Beaverton, Oregon is a family praying for us and supporting us... and after 3.5 years I finally got a chance to meet them, and we were so blessed by the meeting.
What an incredible family.... what a great testimony.
For all those folks out there praying for us that we don't even know about.
thank you... there are truly definite times when we can feel the prayer.
Times when we say 'wow that could have been a LOT worse... someone must be praying for us!"
thank you.
